Worn out beyond all measure,
Dragged down below the Mariana.
Left without a trace of pleasure.
Wandering lost across the Savanna,
Burnt out and torn asunder.
When life feels like it’s full of hate,
The sun beckons light.
And I shed all weight.
And removes the darkness from the night.
2 thoughts on “Fatigued”
I love your poetry and look forward to it. I love the way you always find the surprisingly right word!
But I miss your prose, at the same time. I miss the details of your life which I find inspiring. But just keep writing, anything. Lots of anything! :8-))
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I appreciate that. I am planning on writing more. I just had a really tough couple of weeks, but I am going to get back to posting regularly again.
Thanks for all of the support.