Too tired to write, too tired to think,
Too tired to last while still on the brink.
Too tired too tired, simply too tired.
When was the last, these eyes, they slept?
Why so wide open were they kept?
Too tired, too tired, simply too tired.
Just letting words flow, wher'er they go,
I had one, just now, I swear I did!
But out of my brain how quickly it slid!
Too tired, too tired, simply too tired.
Walk away, walk away, the time is not now
I'll find a way to finish some way, somehow.
Til then.....I'm afraid......
Too tired, too tired, simply too tired.
What is your first impression?
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I can relate to your thoughts,I think you have put them very well.Good poem.
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