tired of

Looking into mirrors & realizing
Death occurred long ago
Knowing that what happens
Is never my will
But theirs
See me fall down
Crush my spirit
Like I did those hands
Bind me
To the weight of my penance
Set that stone afloat
For my sins weigh heavy.

tired of

Understanding & acceptance
Tired of silent words & absolution
Wisdom and caring
Joy & happiness
If only because
These are the things
I never understood how to create

god I am tired of…

Tired of being complacent
The anxiety from looking
The thoughts of being
Trying to be cool
Acting like all is good
My life
Here I f*ing stand

tired of

Being the good one
Earning for anyone but me
Being their rock
Supporting every ones world
But mine
Codependency and hating myself for it.