I will always be broken

Less than whole

But eventually being tiresome runs out

Little energy will become no energy

As is the law of the universe

I’m tired of waking up 4 times a night drenched in sweat sopping through every sheet, every article of clothing and every carefully layered towel

I’m tired of gripping a steering wheel my head spinning the odometer reading 120kph

I’m tired of sobbing over everything and nothing

I’m tired of the cycles with no relief

I’m tired of the appointments and expensive bottles

I’m tired of my shitty ideas going no where

I’m tired of my good ideas going unheard

I’m tired of the lack of friends

I’m tired of the misunderstandings

I’m tired of feeling lonely

I’m tired of feeling crowded

I’m tired of the ‘use and disuse’

I’m tired of screaming into the void

I’m tired of not knowing what’s in the void

I’m not so tired of my toes wriggling just over the edge