Exhausted Poems

The straw that breaks the camel's back

I run in circles all day long
doing a heap of chores and
getting things done
but I'll tell you what I truly find exhausting.
It's the waiting and not knowing,
it sets me back and slows me down.
It frustrates me to the bitter end.

Instead of multitasking
I end up multimasking
juggling and pretending
to be the patient person
that I'm really not.

Lover's In The Night

We dance in shadows, silver and sleek,
Two hearts pulsing to the beat they seek.
Your lips taste like secrets, soft and bold,
In your arms, I forget what I’ve been told.

The moon is a spotlight, casting out sin,
Glittering echoes on ivory skin.
Leather and lace, perfume and wine,
The city fades—we blur the line.

No past, no name, no curtain

Black without a mask

Black without a mask

What would it look like to be black without a mask?
Would it look like freedom?
Or would they laugh?
At our attempt to be ourselves
To feel like we can tell the world
That we are fighting back
That we are tired of being attacked
That we are human and you should respect that
Maybe it would feel like

We are done

Why we stopped explaining racism to you

Because even if it Slapped you in the face
You'd still claim it doesn't exist
So why would we spend our existence
Pandering to your ignorance
I mean we have better things to do like ending racism
The same racism you claim doesn't exist
Even though you've had the privilege
Of never experiencing it
Ain't that ironic
Telling

Wiped Out

Exhausted played out past the point of no return
and yet while I have breath there's a will
and still the fire within shall burn
but what with all the crooks connivers
cheats con men shuckers and jivers
it's a wonder such a sensitive soul as I
is here now and how quite aliver
tho' neither nor big or small
nothing at all

Overthinking

Why is the heart so confusing 
You’ve been told it’s wrong
You know it’s wrong
But you crave for them more
Not even physically
Just their presence is more than enough
You give until you’re drained
Wondering why you don’t receive as much
You care so much 
Why isn’t it the same 
You want people to feel loved and cared for
But it

I told you long ago that this land called Romania has exhausted its sources of blood and dreams

I told you long ago that this land called "Romania" has exhausted its sources of blood and dreams.
For 35 years, we've been walking the thin line of memories, on the debts left by those shaped under Ceau?escu,
but they are slowly retreating to the quiet pensions and to the Cold Park of fleeting shadows.
Those who follow

No Vacancy

i am a house with the doors left open
for too long.
too many footsteps have walked in
dragging their storms with them.
i do not know how to tell them
i have no space left
to shelter their rain.

i try to listen, to nod, to stay—
but the ceiling is cracking.
i can’t hold up another storm.

so maybe this time,
i will lock

Exhausted, Ready for Bed

I've put the foil on my bedroom doorknob
and fastened rubber bands across the latch.
I've mixed Coca Cola with toothpaste and vaseline 
then poured the rest of the coke in the toilet.
I've drunk warm water and a shot of olive oil.
I'm tired; the bananas will have to wait til morning.

Exhausted Pipe

My neighbor has a new boyfriend
most every night he arrives 
in his little black sports car
to pick up his glittery prize.
His little black sports car 
has a big exhaust pipe...
that wakes me up most every night.
Sometimes he parks his little black sports car
in front of my mailbox-
He's pretty buff and has a mean little face
and

exhausted Sheila

Sheila cleaned the microwave
And one kitchen counter and the stove top
There are ninety-three empty boxes in the corner.
She congratulated herself on what she had done
And then took a nap
Living in a mess is exhausting
This is her third nap today
Tomorrow she plans to empty the dishwasher.

leave me alone

might burnout
could crashout
just kinda tired
not really feelin’ wired

just a little annoying bug
it’s strange, just shrug
both of us are
could add more

nevermind, there’s nothing left to write
wouldn’t like you if i didn’t love you

no, seriously
just stop

shut up

leave me alone

i'm pretty down bad aren’t i?

Exhausted poem

Im warn out,  and so exhausted,i am trying to just push through, some days I don’t know, if I can even get through, my head is just spinning with all that’s on my mind, I don’t even know if I can get outta bed at times. I put on a brave face and smile

exhausted

the moon hangs its head 
exhausted by a part-time job 
protecting nature

Man I Am exhausted

So much effort
goes into feeling well...Man,
I’m exhausted! There’s nausea
from supplements, the squeak
and throb, Just One More Rep!~ exercising…
Man, I’m exhausted! 
                       As much effort
going into relaxation – rush to get
things done (always a

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