Tired

Crippled by your words
I made crutches to carry me
Through the following days

Stronger than before
Weaker than I feel
I cannot carry myself

Misguided by thoughts
I selfishly crawl to hide
On my hands and knees

Flesh shredded
Bones shattered
I rest, I sleep, forever
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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