Tired

I am tired of the hurt.

I am tired of the pain.

I am tired of the sorrow running through my vein.

I am tired of this year.

I am tired of the fear.

I am tired of waiting for the happiness to appear.

I slowly look around at the sights.

I slowly look into the lights

I awake to a warmth in spite of the hurt that once was.

There are tears, shed over many beers.

There is food and there is comfort.

There is a sigh that I no longer have to lie.

For tomorrow has come and I am no longer glum

I am finally free.

Free to be me.

Closing my eyes

I’m tired.

I want to close my eyes, but this time forever.

It’s time to say goodbye to the pain, the ups and downs, the medicine, the mood swings.

This hurt should be left behind.

This hurt I wish I could rewind.

Soon it will all be black.

I’ve closed my eyes…this time

forever.

Battlefield

MY MIND

IS 

A

BATTLEFIELD

MY EYES ARE AT WAR

MY HEART IS A P.O.W.