Tired

I’m so tired

and I’m wide awake

and I’m afraid I’m dreaming

and I think when I wake up

I’ll be right where I’ve always been

and I can’t live with this knowledge

that everything inside of me

Is nothing.

The sky, the earth

my love and my fear

and your eyes and your arms

and your love.

And the certainty

that when the sun rises

and the morning begins

I die again.

 

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Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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