drafts written
then forgotten
piling up
do i give up?



im tired of being tired
i want it all to end
see if the other side is real
check what it’s like out there

forget all the worries
forget all the fears
forget everything i’ve ever known
forget who i ever was

i stopped wanting to be happy
stopped longing for things i know will never be
i started waiting for my time
waiting for that time

Written on a whim last night and posted on Facebook. I am tired.