8. Tired

I'm tired of fighting,


This endless battle.


Where animals are humans,


And humans living cattle.






I'm tired of running,


This endless race.


That stole my dreams,


And the smile from my face.






I'm tired of hoping,


That something will change.


That the sun will be warmer,


Or the flowers will bloom again.






I'm tired of keeping,


My fears bottled inside.


For no one will feel sad,


For the part of me that died.






I'm tired of lying,


To you to your face.


Those were meant to protect you,


From my shame, my disgrace.






I'm tired of keeping,


My voice buried within.


While everything they do,


Makes me wanna scream.






I'm tired of trying,


To be something I'm not.


I'd rather be remembered,


As the shadow they forgot.






I'm tired of speaking,


And never being heard by you.


My every plea is false,


And your every lie is true.






I'm tired of doing,


The things you make me do.


Make me forget their faces,


In their eyes I see you.






I'm tired of dreading,


For life to turn around.


For it will punch me in the face,


And pummel me to the ground.






I'm tired of watching,


And feeling the memories die.


Of this bone-deep ache in my chest,


I'm too tired to cry.






I'm tired of always being


Compared to someone else.


So overwhelmed that now


I'm tired of myself.

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