I'm tired. my bones feel heavy, so much so that I find it difficult to stand. I'm tired. I lie upon my bed and I breathe, in and out, allowing the pain to radiate through each and every cell in my body. I'm tired. I feel it in my stomach, I feel it in my back, I feel it in my neck and I feel it in my head. I'm tired. distractions fill my brain, they drew my attention from the pain, so much pain. I'm tired. I wish someone would hold me and force bad thoughts from my mind, but I have forced my way up from dirt and mud. I'm tired. I'm still here. I'm tired. I need to lie down. I'm tired. I need to relax. I'm tired. I need to sleep. I'm tired, but I need to walk, to breathe fresh air, to run, to live. I'm tired. I will feel the sun again.
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words kept close and spoken in the dark [POETRY - Completed]
General FictionMATURE THEMES THROUGHOUT. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. A collection of my best written prose pieces, some inspired by existing fiction, some original. [COMPLETED]
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