#tired poems on Hello Poetry

Mansi Sep 2020

I understand why
Romanization of death
Exists
The world is so exhausting
That death seems like a
better option

However, I wonder
What made life
So mundane and empty
That we seek to
Escape it?

#death #life #mundane #empty #tired

Noa Adler Sep 2020

It Would Be Nice

If the world was kind enough
To set me free.
If reality pulled me
Out of the debris.
If the chains would sweetly break
And leave my wrists.
Yet the backstory persists.

If my doubtful mind
Could bloom under your reign.
If I could wash off
The darkness in my brain.
If the scars would gracefully
Slide off of my wrists.
And yet, the backstory persists.

If the world was kind enough
To make me tea.
If it would shelter me in blankets
And not flee.
If it would say that I did good,
That I did well.

It would be nice,
If the world was kind enough.

#anxiety #abuse #depression #suicide #tired

Slime-God Sep 2020

Bade to dream

Have you grown weary?
Would you like to rest a while?
Shut your eyes with me...

for clarity yes, I mean bade, the past-tense of bid, not bad.

#haiku #sleep #dreams #tired #weary #worn #night #metaphor

apayne Sep 2020

waiting

waiting for the bus, always late, to carry me home
   waiting for that shiny new tech-heavy device to arrive
      waiting for service when I’ve already been ignored twice
         waiting in line to pay for my overpriced vegan groceries
            waiting for the doctor who simply repeats WebMD told me
               waiting for the Wi-Fi to take only to have it disconnect 15 minutes later
                  waiting for payday when there's only Kraft singles and jam in the fridge
                      waiting for Spring like my bones aren’t already frozen and burst
                         waiting for inspiration like muse has 24-hour shipping
                            waiting for salvation when the devil’s
fork is already in my back

               But
Most of all

                                    I’m
                                       Tired
                                          Of
                                             Waiting
                                                For You

#waiting #format #tired #frustration #daytodaylife #done #leaving #over

aubrey Sep 2020

better.

i thought i was getting better

a better sister
a better friend
a better human
a better weight
a better student
a better daughter
a better mental health
but it was just a lie

wasnt it?

#recovery #ed #relapse #family #school #tired #exhausted

lua Sep 2020

ellipsis

the tired eyes
and sluggish hands
in a late night rendezvous
that starts with a touch
that explodes in your chest
the fire at your fingertips
that splatter all throughout
and it's the sparks in your lungs
the brightness against a groggy gaze
which fills the spaces between your words
the ellipses between your sentences
the pauses between each breath you take
every hesitation
and never seems to end.

#pause #hesitate #rendezvous #tired

Andrew Layman Sep 2020

Pieces of Tattooed Skin

Go to sleep
you broken thing
you tired, tired
sack of tissue
say your prayers tonight
get up tomorrow
and be ready
to be broken all over again
Amen.

#tired #life #goes #on #cycle

Kaitlin Sep 2020

Pressure Cooked

The rice cooker broke
because I turned it on
with no rice inside to cook
And its empty clay
couldn't take the heat all alone
So it just cracked, all spiderweb
Almost pretty. Useless.
And I hated myself for that.
I felt pretty useless for that.

What's funny,
I think it's funny,
I want to think it's funny,
is that it's been years
but I remember, and I still,
and I am still pretty useless for that.

Once Upon A Time
Pressure cooking was exciting
It was Hot,
It was Tense,
Leading tone to tonic
Tugging me towards...

But I'm bored with that now.
I'm bored of stress.
(but I'm stressed when I'm bored.)

I'll just go to sleep.

And in the morning

I'll remember to add rice.

#pressure #stess #boredom #tired #sleep #cooked

Rebecca Feb 2020

"one prescription of people"

People are not your medicine.
I had to learn that the hard way.
Both perspectives.
The prescription taker.
The prescription giver.
Draining, heart wrenching, and sickening.
I will no longer be the medicine past people have made me be.
No longer giving all my oxygen and strength to those who won't try themselves.
Sure, playing either role may be nice but at the end of the day, you're left sobbing quietly alone in your room just wishing the pain would subside.
One thing to remember is,
You cannot make people your medicine and you are not others

#medicine #drained #people #tired