I’m tired

Mentally

Emotionally

Physically

I’m tired of over thinking

I’m tired

I’m tired of it all

I’m tired of her

I’m tired of him

I’m tired of this feeling

Deep inside my chest

That makes me want to rip everything out

Tear me to shreads

But I can’t do that

I can’t have another 11 a.m. kitchen sink surgery

I’m tired of crying

Tired of feeling guilty

Tired of feeling unloved

Tired of forcing myself to eat

Tired of shaking

Tired of feeling empty

Tired of being numb

I’m tired.

I’m tired of always sleeping

I’m tired of forcing myself to do things

I’m tired of wanting to be liked

I’m tired of hating my body

I’m tired

I’m tired

Fog rolls bank on ocean's crest
over mounds of roaming waves
buoy bells float in dissonant beats
near shores of sand-piper beaches

clangs that mark a barrier's depth
where sunken vessels sailed
and now these tolls extol their death
to those who brave this veil

the question lies on either side
and where these ship do round
on going out and coming in
through narrow's passage bound

-cec