//tw: emotional numbness
For once, I'm tired
For once, I'm ready to go to sleep
But you're still up, playing with your friends
The friends who still play on console
Rather than spending late nights with me
I guess I shouldn't mind
Not like I've tried very hard to change it
Or even told you about how my jealousy
Has turned to numbness and exhaustion
It's not that late
But still I'm tired
I never used to get tired this early
Always craving another waking hour
That's no longer my truth
All I want is to sleep with you
Cuddled in your arms, against your body
For once, I'm tired
For once, I'm ready to go to sleep
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Poetry For The Masses
PoetryA collection of poetry and poetic stories written by myself about varying topics, from simple pleasures to fantasy worlds to real problems. Organized in the order of which they're written, these stories make up thoughts and ideas that pass through m...
