Friday, March 02, 2007

Making no sense

A certain sense of fatigue
With pain
And discomfort
Draining whatever energy
That is left

And the mood
It gets indescribable
Pushing one closer
To the edge of a cliff

Night sets in
But the body resists
Not turning in
For maybe there may not be
Anymore tomorrow?

2 comments:

mistipurple said...

hold your hand in your despair.
try to cheer up okay? some things need effort, and being cheerful can sometimes be a conscious effort. me english all as odd as my tiredness.

Simple American said...

Stay away from those cliffs. Okay?