Tired
I'm too tired to care -
too worn to wear that
chic shirt
which matches my shoes
that you seem to care so much about
I'm too drained to change at all
Truthfully,
I'm more than tired -
an exhaustion born
from a wired brain
too tormented to sleep -
Too terrified to be burned alive
in this frigid fire pit again
and again -
but too afraid to end it
Too scared to survive,
too frozen to finish it,
too weary to wrap it up
Too frightened to fix this
sinking ship,
too panicked to patch it up,
yet
too spooked to let it sink
What I'm trying to say is
I'm trapped
Haunted by each torturous moment
I feel too powerless to pry myself from
I think we're all too concerned
with our own prying
to feel courageous enough
to pry into another's life
and aid them in prying
just enough courage
to live another day
That's all you need
Sometimes just a pinpoint of light
on this ever growing galaxy
Just enough
I think that's what God gives
Just enough
Copyright © Rebecca Kiser | Year Posted 2025
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