7d
My shoulders ache, my bones forlorn
I don't recall my acts this morn'
I've purple bags beneath my eyes
My head's in pain from midnight cries
My back–it hurts, my jaw is tight
I know I didn't sleep last night
My demons came to call again
Lying to me about my friends
With weary blinks and bleary eyes
I sit right here and I realize
I don't remember what it's like
To not be so exhausted.
I don't recall my acts this morn'
I've purple bags beneath my eyes
My head's in pain from midnight cries
My back–it hurts, my jaw is tight
I know I didn't sleep last night
My demons came to call again
Lying to me about my friends
With weary blinks and bleary eyes
I sit right here and I realize
I don't remember what it's like
To not be so exhausted.
(27/F/Holland, MI)
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