Tired
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I’m tired.

Tired

I’m tired.

I’m tired. Tired of people,

I’m tired. Tired of people, rain,

I’m tired. Tired of people, rain, and the SHADOW.

The shadow whispers in my ear.

The shadow whispers in my ear. Telling me that I’m useless,

The shadow whispers in my ear. Telling me that I’m useless, unloved,

The shadow whispers in my ear. Telling me that I’m useless, unloved, a ghost amongst the living.

I ignore the shadow.

I ignore the shadow. Well...

I ignore the shadow. Well...I try.

The shadow is persistent.

But so am I.

I go on walks,

I go on walks, sing in the shower,

I go on walks, sing in the shower, and brush my teeth.

They may not seem like much, but they bore the shadow.

It walks away,

It walks away, to the corners of my mind.

It waits for the next time I forget to go outside,

It waits for the next time I forget to go outside, sing into my shampoo,

It waits for the next time I forget to go outside, sing into my shampoo, or climb out of my bed to at least gurgle mouthwash.

I feel it now.

It inches closer,

It inches closer, sensing the heaviness that cripples my bones.

I try to get up.

I try to get up. Do something to bore it.

I try to get up. Do something to bore it. But I’m too tired.

I just want to sleep.

But the shadow won’t let me.

It tells me sleep is boring.

Maybe I should take a nap out of spite?

Yeah right.

Yeah right. The shadow is too loud.

Yeah right. The shadow is too loud. It will keep me up.

Yeah right. The shadow is too loud. It will keep me up. All day.

Yeah right. The shadow is too loud. It will keep me up. All day. All night.

Yeah right. The shadow is too loud. It will keep me up. All day. All night. All week.

I’m tired.

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