Trudging through life, every step more of a burden
Carrying the thick and heavy tar that is a part of me
Making the smallest movements exhausting.
All I want is sleep: clean neverending restful sleep
Constantly waiting for that sweet demise
It has become a romantic notion
Something I long for like a soul mate
Death will cover me in his warmth.
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC
Trudging through life, every step more of a burden
Carrying the thick and heavy tar that is a part of me
Making the smallest movements exhausting.
All I want is sleep: clean neverending restful sleep
Constantly waiting for that sweet demise
It has become a romantic notion
Something I long for like a soul mate
Death will cover me in his warmth.