Tired Soul

Tired of this road that never seems to end, A burden on shoulders, too heavy to mend. I tried to be better, to rise and to shine, But every step faltered, each effort declined. My love, she’s weary, her patience worn thin, Like a shadow I linger, outside, looking in. She’s tired of my presence, my words turned to dust, And now all that’s left is this shattered trust. A smile feels like weight, too heavy to bear, And tears? They’re just stories, no one wants to share. I’m lost in a silence that grows with each breath, Yearning for peace in the arms of sweet death. Yet somewhere deep down, a voice softly pleads, That hope might still linger in the quietest needs. But darkness surrounds, and it’s hard to believe, That morning can follow a night that won’t leave.