Tired
Tired as though she's never slept a day in her life.
scared if she falls asleep her dreams will trap her in the only hell shes ever known...home.
Safety is a dream that she's wondered about her entire life.
Holding back waves of anger she never chose this life.
Doesn't matter if its wrong or right she cant give up, she must stand and fight.
For what exactly she does not know
its a feeling deep within her, taking on a form of its own.
and it feels like the right thing to do this she knows.
its been almost 30 years of knowing you
I remembered I could rest assure in all you do but now your just this person
taking up space in my life not that you try but even if you were its too little too late.
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