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?
1 comment:
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.
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