Tired

by Crystal Svoboda   Jan 4, 2020


I am tired.
The kind you cant just sleep off.

I am tired.
The kind where you sleep to avoid life.

I am tired of being tired, and it makes me more tired.

I am tired of waking up, tired of going to bed.

I am tired of being emotionless while just going through the motions.

I have been hitting the off button inside of me more than I hit the snooze button on the 29 alarms I set In order to wake up.

THAT kind of tired.

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  • 4 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    That is the worst kind of tired, indeed. I wish more people understand this kind of tired. It's a weariness and exhaustion of the soul, and not something that can easily be cured by a "good night's sleep". It drains us.

    Well- penned.

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