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Oct 2016
I'm tired
But not from lack of sleep.
No,
I slept quite well last night.

It's sometime deeper
Something eating at my soul.
Something confusing my mind.
Something draining all my energy.

My exhaustion is one that can't
be cured with sleep.
Not with a day,
Not with two,
Not even three.

This is because I'm not exhausted
From the lack of sleep,
I'm tired of people,
Tired of the noise,
Tired of the silence,
Tired of the empty rooms,
And tired of the full ones.
But,
Most of all,
I'm tired
Of being
Tired.
Makenzie D
Written by
Makenzie D  Maine
(Maine)   
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