Tired

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Bloodshot eyes,
Dripping down your face,
Trying to hide the fact,
That you're not okay.

Cruel escapes,
Pale face,
Torn nails,
Flawless hope

Always reaching for more,
But you're blinded by what you cannot see,
You know its already there,
Yet you cannot commit.

You try your hardest,
Until you are depleted,
You know you can accomplish your goals,
But for now you can only sleep.

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