Best Fatigue Poems

Exhaustion drips its weary head
Shrouding me with desolate apparel
A forlorn wardrobe of melancholy blues
Colors of emotional peril.

Indifference holds my body still
Unconcerned with the cold
Distant journeys in my thoughts
Apathy strong in its hold.

Nonchalance a steady companion
Detaching me from reality
Unaroused by what’s in front of me
I’ve lost...

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End of a working day sees nightfall bludgeon me....

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Emotional fatigue courtesy exhaustive vituperative harangue...

Lobbed and unleashed upon the heads
of (yours truly and the missus)
so called selfish "monsters."

The evening of Wednesday April 19th
witnessed us (birth parents of our first born)
weathering blistering telephonic brickbats.

She (unnamed eldest daughter)
spewed venomous bilious froth
across aforementioned medium
encompassing quite a few...

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Fatigue rests in the foggy recesses
Mindful of the deprivation
Of the door about to close
Before the eyes wide shut
That lingers below the lids of madness
Waiting to shout at sleep that
Yells at processes of thought soaked havoc...

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Assumption begot,
     that cumulative generations
     bred tiredness weariness zap
ping ability to remain awake,

     nope even enough energy
     to feign opening maw mouth
     evincing a yap,
and...

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To make a bed, you must tighten your hold,
Tuck in the corners and tend to the fold,
Smooth out the blankets and straighten the line.
Like a geisha serving up two cups of wine,
She may promise her laughter is free,
But what’s in it for me?

To find the...

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The demons of slumber
awaken a hunger
for the resting of my soul
sweet night has come
with the days work done
now my body pays the toll...

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You know, there is no fatigue yet, 
At least the whiskey was silvered. 
Lo and behold, the age is just a shock, 
And it turned my head terribly. 

I'm not tired, not at all! 
Where does age come from here? 
But time suddenly flies faster,...

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Junior league
Army fatique
Build a store
Go to war

Make a collection
Get an infection
Put on airs
In cross hairs

Safe and sound
Boots on the ground
Price some clothes
Urine glows

Comfort zone
Combat zone
Get a bank loan
Airplane flown

Junior League
Army fatigue
Build a store
Go to war...

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It is an unfortunate reality,
Those most able to tie word and misery -
Are most often the least spoken.

They are capable of divining the self,
Pulling out streams of emotion.
- Emotion that is far heavier than simple tears.

The words pull at their friends' heartstrings,
Puppeteering their empathy,
Taking all...

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On the tenth day of Christmas, 
my true love gave to me;
one dose of Covid, 
breathless and restless, 
tire and fatigue, 
loose bowels and sickness, 
sore throat and acne, 
phlegm, cough and sneezes, 
acute loss of smell, 
aches and pains, 
cycling high fever, 
and a...

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I am your shoulder
I am your comfortable shoulder
Your pillow to rest you’re head on
Yes, ooh yes, come to rest
You are welcome to cry
You are welcome to sneeze
You are welcome to let go
You are not crazy
Surrender your exhaustion off
Let the fatigue disappeared
Refresh up, your earn it
I...

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Chemo War 2 (some months ago)

So many months of toxic love? and radiation,
 meds, destroying disfigured foes
collaterial danage as useful cells die
and badly burnt in chemical
and radiant heat, I am drained and pale
my hair thinned, my skin  red and raw
this is the final fight,...

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The orders come in, as does the stress,
sometimes the phone still rings off the hook,
They give us a quota every day
and the boss man will come by and look.
I feel my heart-rate staring to rise,
and I can’t wait until Saturday,
I’ll drive out to a far,...

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I
I arose with a grateful heart
Disciplined by the Scripture
I lack the smarts or the art
To fake it till I make it, Sister

II
When I have done daily devotions
Talked & prayed with passers by
And still feel sad, no explanations
I stop thinking: say prayers from memory

## I am...

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