The tired creeps in on invisible mist
You cannot see through this mist
You cannot hear a word.

Only muttled and muted sounds fill your ears
Thoughts slowing and spinning
In little circles in your head

The tired suffocates you without you noticing
Soon you are enveloped in the tired
It eating at your muscles

Numbing your nerves
You do not feel motivation
You cannot escape

But tired is not a bad thing
Tired is a signal
Tired is meant to be used for good

Follow the tired
Follow it, floating on gaseous wisps
Follow it to peace

Let the tired in
Let in the mist
Let in the
Rest
Peace
Tranquility

Float through the tired, find the sleep.