I'm tired as fuck
and I can't be bothered to duck
or dodge the thoughts in my head.
My concentration is wavering
all the people are clavering
and I can't work out who's talking.
I really wanna sleep
just burrow in deep
into the covers of bed.
This world is exhausting
and each day is daunting
yet I keep staying alive
I can do it I believe I can
I am further than where I began
and I keep going.
I won't let the fatigue stop me
yet I'll never be free
because it doesn't ever stop.
But it'll subside eventually
I'll grow out of it potentially
so let's hope that happens soon.
I don't like being tired
I'm often needed, required
yet I don't feel up to the task.
On the off chance I have energy
and not a case of lethargy
I'll help others with their problems.
But all in all when the day is done
my feelings weigh a ton
And all I want to do is sleep.
I want to feel the covers over me
my brain will be set free
and oblivion will become the sweet reality.
The oblivion of sleep
means I don't have to weep
but instead get to rest my head.
I'll cuddle in bed
lay to rest my head
and finally be at peace.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of Poetic Attempts
PoetryAssorted poems written by yours truly. I'll try and add a new poem every week or two and we'll see where it goes from there. There's no theme to the poems just whatever is on my mind at any one point and inspired me to write.
