It's the middle of the day
I'm 3 coffees deep
I'm still so tired.
It's the middle of the night
I can't sleep
I'm still so tired
It's 3 hours into my shift
I yawn again
I'm still so tired
Twenty-nine years on this earth
I've tried every chemical
And I'm still so tired
My soul yearns for more
Anything else
But to be so tired
God
I'm
Just
So
Fucking
Tired.
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Poems for the Mentally Damaged
Poetrya collection of poems I'm constantly working on. For those who know the suffering of mental health issues and those who humor my simple way of coping which is of course to write more poems to relate to from my darkest and saddest to the hopes of a y...
