I am tired.
Tired of this state of waiting
Of being in limbo
Of nothing happening
Tired of the wasted days
Of the wasted youth
Of the wasted life
Tired of time continuing without me
Of being left behind
Of the sameness of every moment
Tired of being alone
Of the empty house
Of the silent walls
Tired of endless circles
Of the same music
Of the same films
I am tired.
Of Decaying.
Slowly.
Sadly.
Unnoticed.