I'm tired.
A phrase I mutter everyday
Coffee will keep me wired
But in the end, I always pay.

How I long for sleep each night
Come bedtime, my hand will be dealt.
Miserable insomnia or out like a light.
Those sleepless nights will surely be felt.

When I sleep a full 8 hours
I still awaken heavy laden
My body fighting with all it's powers
Grasping onto the bed I should've stayed in.

So what is this magic number?
Two or ten hours, it makes no difference
While I yearn for a satisfying slumber
My mind is marked by dissonance.

I'm tired. I'm tired.
I will continue to grumble
Until I am finally retired.
And my responsibilities crumble.

I heard the jingle of her keys being pulled out of her purse
the lock started to move and i go to open the door for her
as I opened the door, she collapsed in my arms and smiled
I dragged her back into our bedroom and put her in bed with me
I asked her how her day was and she only had three words for me through a quiet voice and sleepy eyes
"tired and sore"
I held her in my arms as she slowly drifted off to sleep and i kissed her goodnight

they thought i needed fixing
only to discover i am not broken
but i am tired
and i need a lifetime rest

they felt helpless
coz it was not in their power to help