tired

Like stress

Tiredness consumes me

It chokes me in not a painful way

but a worn way

Like a vest

so close

to falling apart

but still has to survive

the following day

Like a foot

Stepping each step

With no control

of where it goes

It just does the job

no matter how hard

it  is to do it.

I am consumed by  it

It swallows me whole

How I'll survive 

I just don't know

But I know I will

Just not how

An urge to yawn

But too tired to do so

How that's possible

I just don't know

To crawl in bed

Sheets and covers

How I'd love

To lie there smothered

Smothered by sleep

A delicious slumber

But I know I can't

But I know I won't

But I know I will

Face the day

Blinding me now

And go on I will

I just dunno how.

abigail_and_bean

VT

14 years old

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    “When you’re living on your knees you rise up.”

    Some people are on their knees because

    They’re bowing down to him.

    Some people are on their knees because

    They’re hopeless.

     

    Here, take my hand.