She speaks when no one else is looking.

I am so tired
tired of waiting
tired of trying
tired of staying awake
staying concius
staying alive.
Waking up
going to bed
both eaqually hard.
The day in between may come and go
emotional storm
tears and laugher.
Life is all well and good.
At times.
Not every time.
Its a round loop like a pariswheel
ups and downs
forever in motion
no rest no time to grieve
grieve pain,
grieve loss of pain
I am unsure
it keeps going
i cant keep up
im so tired
of the pariswheel im tired.
and I have to wake up every day
knowing it has not yet stopped
and i have to mount it again.
and again
you can see?
see why im tired.
sometimes I just want it to stop

simple like rain
on a window pane--
it all sounds the same
drip drops
turn to hurricanes.

simple like rain
the tree branches sway--
wind passes through
whispers secrets to me and you
as the sun sets in the afternoon.

simple like rain.