I'm stressed out
I'm tired
Physically
And emotionally

My body can't handle
The hell my mind produces
As it is weaker

Have you ever felt
Like you're so tired
That you could sleep for days,
Maybe even weeks,
And still, be exhausted?

My body is that
Of a young adult
But my mental state is that
Of a five-year-old

I can act like an adult
But it makes me
So, so tired

It takes up all of my energy
To act as an adult
For an hour
I don't understand

I feel like
I haven't ever slept
In my entire life
As my eyelids grow heavier and heavier

I could sleep standing
As my energy disappears
In front of my eyes

I need a Monster
Or coffee
Or both
Just to make it through the day
But it's so so bad for you
To run on caffeine

I just want to quit
Because my anxiety
Takes up to much energy
I want to be better
And not get so tired
Every time I try to function
At the age I am

I'm just so...

tired

I don't understand
And I feel like
I'm all...

alone

As I'm pulled under
Into a dream like sleep
Where I close my eyes
And pictures instantly play
Behind my eyelids

I can't control it
I'm trying
But I don't know

I'm just so tired
Physically
And emotionally
And I don't know
How to handle it

Why do I have to fall in love?
Why can't I just I just stop?
Tell me God from above
Why can't he be a slop?

Why is he a gentleman?
Why does he listen well?
But he's a ladies man
And I just fell

He doesn't feel the same
Yet he sympathizes
Doesn't put me to shame
Even gives advices

Love is twisted
Not the kindest
Maybe gifted
Even to the wisest

Hija morena
Con los ojos de lodo,
Y piel oscura de café con ron.
Los labios manchados rojos.
Pregunto,
-?Es sangre o vino?-
Me mira con los ojos podridos
Y dice,
-Lo que tu quieras-

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Darker daughter
Eyes like mud,
Skin like black coffee and ***.
Her lips stained red.
I ask,
"Is it blood or just wine"?
She looks at me with rotting eyes.
Sighs,
"Whichever you want it to be".

I know I have to let you go,
For the reasons I don't know...
Does love always have to be logical?
If so, why do they say it's magical...
We are miles apart and,
time is like running sand.
I don't know if I'll see you again, And would it be a loss or gain?
Sometimes, it's like I'm giving up all...
The rising hopes for you suddenly fall!
My mind drifts away to somebody else...
But my heart screams out at the mess.
Late at night, when the moon is full and shiny,
And I'm alone, I wonder about my destiny!
What it would be really at the high time
It's like tossing to get head or tail of a dime!
Should I then really let go...?
Only thinking about it is, painful oh!
I simply don't know and it ain't fair...
Like an unheard voice, hung in mid-air.