TW! SH and SU!C!DE
I’m so tired
Painting a face on every day
Just so I don\'t hate my reflection
Triple guessing myself on what to wear
So men don’t label me as asking for harassment
I’m so tired of waking up every morning
I constantly question my purpose in life
If I was meant to be something great
Why has my life chained me to the bottom
Of the ocean
My lungs are filling with emptiness
And my vision is constantly blurred,
Maybe that’s why I always miss the red flags.
My body reminds me of the ocean,
It\'s littered.
Scars from an ongoing battle are spread across my body
And it appears I’m on the losing side.
I’m so tired of fighting the silent voices
And resisting the urges
To act on my thoughts,
Of wondering what my veins look like
Inside.
I’m so tired
Of wishing people would love me,
I must be foolish to wish someone
Would want more than what’s between my legs
I’m so tired
But I can’t sleep.
My thoughts race faster as the sun sets
The silent voices become louder
And the urges become stronger.
The only way I’m able to sleep
Is when my body
Collapses
From exhaustion.
I’m so tired.