#tired poems on Hello Poetry

Nik Bland Sep 2021

Saturday

Dear Saturday, I write to you from foreign lands
I'm in a Monday I'm not sure I understand
The day is shining, yet I am in misery
All these strange people seem to be yelling at me

Oh, dearest Saturday, your ways are now my own
You hold me close in bed and say I can stay home
The other the days just seem to get in the way
The only mutual friend I seem to have's Friday

Dear Friday, you introduced me to my love
Out and about we where, trying to rise above
Monday through Thursday called me friend, bit caused me strife
But you showed me the day that would improve my life

Dear Saturday, the way you treat me oh, so well
Has shown me heaven in a week filled with hell
I will hang onto Monday only for so long
But I'll miss you more than ever simply when you're gone

#saturday #weekend #life #friday #tired

Tina Marie Louise Chesley Sep 2021

Tired

So tired of thinking I'm not good enough
So tired of thinking I'm better off somewhere else
So tired of thinking people will never understand me
So tired of wanting to expected
So tired of being tired
So tired of being used
So tired of being treated like ****
But as I say this that girl got tired and she became something she didn't think she could become she became a warrior.

#tired #warrior

Yanamari Sep 2021

Reviving state

Swimming in the waters
That were once thick
Breathing ocean air comfortably
Heart beat no longer quick
Floating in these waters
As I have never done before
Relaxing my mind from
All that was once ashore
Beneath me
Above me
Around me
No longer there
Except for the waves that sway
And give to the passing of my limbs
Except for the blue skies that reach
To pass into the ocean
Except for the sun that shines from a distance...
And maybe I can feel it's warmth again

Just realised that maybe some of my feelings metaphors may be more connected than I've realised

#feelings #relaxed #tired #ocean

Ben Sep 2021

Beat it (09/04/21)

The scythe is never dry
Fight!
To stay alive...

Cheat death of its vice

This poem is based off the idea of fighting depression and any ideas of death taking over your mind. Finding the good in life and to remember to breathe. Death and depression will always be there, but you are strong enough to fight it and succeed.

For more context, the image of a scythe never being dry is because death/depression are always around.

#life #death #depression #emotion #sad #tired #beauty #love #power

JoyAndPain Sep 2021

Insomnia

I Am So Tired
I Can Never Fall Asleep
Im In Bed, Eyes Closed

i have insomnia and it ***** bigtime.

#insomnia #sleep #tired #bed

Persephone Dagenhart Aug 2021

Solar Eclipses

That is why the moon turns blindly
Into halves and quarters
And the sun flares out cursing
Into the abyss like a madman.

For sometimes the sun
Can only howl so much
Thus the moon with open arms
Embraces the sun and takes all it's inferno.

Because even the gods have limits.

They too succumb to their own hubris forgetting that they cannot take everything for themselves.

-Kore

drunk rn

#sun #moon #love #tired #sacrifice #eclipse #god #hubris

Shevaun Stonem Aug 2021

Tiring boundaries

What is the deal with boundaries
When it comes to the things we love,
Why is it inexhaustible and all-consuming-
how do we make it stop?

Do you have trouble setting boundaries with those you love because you are scared of upsetting them?

#boundaries #boundary #tired #tiring #exhausting #time #stop #love #deal #things

Jay M Aug 2021

Words To A Weary One

As the night wears on
As the mind wanders
Ponders what is to come
A heart yearns, it longs
For words of comfort
Even if they are uncertain
The fact they could be spoken
Brought to life, to weary ears
Would put one at ease

- Jay M
August 28th, 2021

Words can be comfort, a great one at that- surely a poet would know.

#words #weary #tired #comfort #life #heart #mind