Tired

Mon, 12/22/2014 - 23:01 -- Severia

I'm just tired.

Can't you see?

This simply cannot be cured by sleep.

It's not that kind of tired.

It's a kind of tired that's quite at home in my bones.

A tired that says I'm tired of everything.

I'm just tired.

Really, that's all.

A simple little thing.

I'm tired of everything.

I'm tired of the feelings.

I'm tired of the emptiness.

I'm tired of the humanity.

I'm tired of the lack-thereof.

I'm tired of being tired.

I'm just tired.

Why don't you believe me?

Why can't you see?

I'm tired of everything this life offered me.

I'm tired of everything it didn't.

I'm tired of being dangled on a string.

I'm tired of being stuck.

I'm tired of being flung about.

I'm tired of struggling with what it means to mean.

I'm tired of trying not to think, which takes thinking.

I'm just tired.

Honestly, it's really that simple.

I'm just tired.

Goodnight.

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