Restless but tired

I say it a lot but I’m tired

It’s like the gods conspire

To leave me restless

But tired and helpless 

I feel sick, my stomach does flips

It feels like butterflies might spill from my lips

I don’t know what’s going on,

My mind is too far gone

I try to sleep 

But instead I weep

I cant hold on any longer

How much do I have to suffer?