Tiresome Lullaby

I am tired of it.

I am tired of the people.

I am tired of the work.

I am tired of the day.

What do I have to live for except the bullshit and the people who bring it?

I can't handle any more pressure, so I'm kinda just winging it.

The last days of tiresome are eternal,

So thinking there's an end is internal.

Where will be the break, not really the end?

I'm not expecting perfection anywhere, especially the wind.

I got a lifetime of disappointment and I'm scared of the next hour.

Seems like nothing makes me happy anymore, not even the sight of a delicate flower.

I am tired of the day.

I am tired of the work.

I am tired of the people...

I am tired of it.

Tired of it all...

Reviews

[Jamestown]

Everyone gets fed up, but you sound fed up to the max, hopefully writing
helped release some tension, hang in there thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[K.D.Wrights]

Thank you for reading and commenting. Writing helps me get through my worst times.