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I'm Tired...

Are you sincere or just passing time?
Is it just the way you play your game?
I'm tired of guessing...

In this empty room, I sit alone
waiting for you to come home;
I'm tired of hoping...

You always say you love me
But do you really care for me?
I'm tired of asking...

Am I just a fool to hope and dream?
Am I just the only one to be blamed?
I'm tired of this game.



summer51

Author notes

Tiredness makes me think.

That's why I "hate" getting tired...


summer51

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  • Yemassee gold member
    November 21
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    Your author note is interesting because tiredness keeps me from thinking. That is the one saving grace of it.

    But yes, I know the feeling of wondering whether I have made mistakes in a relationship before and it's always the same answer when I start thinking..."Yes."

  • ohhh...

    very good... Its like you are really tired with the game...sad but it really happens..


  • Jeremy0826 silver member
    October 12, 2008
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    I know how you feel.
    Being tired leaves you aching in bed,
    with your mind running non-stop as you
    try to find comfort and release. You
    close your eyes only to find your heart
    beating over time and your mind racing
    into so many places at once. This is very
    thought provolking and true. Wonderful
    work here my friend and thanks a lot for
    sharing it here!




    Jeremy0826


    • Summer52
      October 13, 2008
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      Good evening here,son Jeremy.

      Thank you very much for the nice comment.


      summer51


  • Aesthete2000 gold member
    October 12, 2008

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    "Tired" can send the spirits
    spiralling down.

    Perhaps the ring of the phone
    will fly them sky high, soon.

    Across the waves or outside the door,
    waiting can be such a bore.

    A sad, thoughtful poem, dear summer.

    Mumsy

    • Summer52
      October 13, 2008

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      Actually Mumsy, I was really tired since Friday but couldn't sleep and thinking about my work and someone special who is sick.

      I just made that up... the poem...

      Thanks, Mumsy!


      summer51


      • Aesthete2000 gold member
        October 13, 2008
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        My prayers to you so you can forward them
        where needed. Take care! Hope work gets easier...


        • Summer52
          October 13, 2008
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          Yes, Mumsy...am always praying for all of you here and my Oldboy.

          Thank you, dearest.


          summer51

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