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?


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?