I'm so drained
I can barely lift my fingers
To press these keys
Yet it's key
That I get this message out
A message about
How tired I am

How much have you seen
Underneath the pieces of metal
Inside the mighty defense
Of a great knight in battle?

How are you so sure
That beneath those gowns
Is a beautiful perfect skin
Of an elegant fierce woman?

Have you ever thought
That a great loved King
Would have been branded
With bruises by cruel wars?

Have you ever considered
That a sweet gentle woman
Have her soft smooth skin
Be decorated by scars?

How much do you know
What have a person went through
If you've only seen their shells
But have never seen their flesh...

Take a deep breath
Don't let yourself fret
Now close your eyes
And let there be no lies.

Be calm, but let yourself loose
It is fine, do not confuse.
He is ready to lend you his ear
He was never far, but always near.

I know you feel very heavy,
You've always had a boulder to carry.
But worry not oh dear darling
He will lift it, without you knowing.

But, consider it for tonight.
The skies are covering one's sight
You know, you have walked this far.
There is no moon, there is no star.

You must be really tired,
So are we, your child.
Let us hold hands, let us be silent.
Let's seek his aid, we aren't too resilient.

Graveyard shift ,
I don't even see the sunrise
It's  still dark outside
Before I sleep;
I know I will wake when
Its sunset.
Am I even human anymore?
I don't remember the last time
I saw the sunrise.
My body's  cold but I don't shudder,
I barely sleep , I hear no beat from my chest.
But I'm very much alive.
Or is this just feelings of a cold winter...

I’m so tired

it’s as if I am digging
my own grave

into the ever growing bags

under my eyes

-depression

I am shaking
Fearful, as the shouts grow louder
Every breath leaves me aching
The hourglass has begun to fall slower and slower by the hour

Reality has crumbled into mere dust sliding through my fingers
Wordless, soundless, screaming
Avoiding the empty, shattered mirrors
Left to pace between thoughts, as my hands do the cleaning

I cut my arms on glass, but I'm not seeing the bleeding
Dripping down my arms from my veins are jokes gone wrong
Sitting, in the glass poured over me, I'm leaping
It won't be too long

I've done a bad thing and I can't be forgiven
I am smiling at the spots in my vision that look like stars
I'm dancing, swaying, to an unknown etheral rthym
The whispers are seeping through my gray walls

Words have become a mush of meaningless *******
I hear the floors loosen and soon I am falling through
Ego tandem videre stellas
Ad astra per aspera