Tired
We all have a breaking point. Have I reached mine?
By Chris SantiagoPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
If I were twice the man I could be I'd still be half of what you perceive (NIN ish)
I'm tired of crying
I'm tired of hurting
I'm tired of the lies
I'm tired of the burn
Only to be spurned
I'm tired of trying
I'm tired of bowing
I'm tired of dying
I'm tired of cowing
never to overcome
the lables you put
I've lived and now I'm done
My soul crushed black as soot
But it always has to be me
The sacrifice is always mine
I'm the one that says goodby
No matter how hard I have tried
Held on with all my might
But I have no more fight
I am always just so tired
About the Creator
Chris Santiago
I've always found a bit peace and release in putting word to written medium. I'm by no means an accomplished wordsmith but I find enjoyment in it. My love for writing started from world building that being a dungeon master provided.
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