Thursday, August 6, 2009

Fatigue

I'm tired.

But somehow

I find the drive to keep getting up

and live like I still can.

But I can't.

Cuz I'm tired.

I don't wanna run anymore

but I can't bring myself to stay either.

I'm just tired.

That's all I know.

Please, help me.

I just wanna rest

but I don't know how anymore.

Keep running.

No, I'm tired. Please, I'm just tired.

You need to go.

Go away.

Leave.

Please, go away. I wanna stay, please, please go away.

Get up. Leave.

I want to rest.

Rest is not for you.

I need it.

Rest isn't yours.

I want it.

Never again.

Please, let me stay this time. Please let me stay. I can't...I can't keep doing this.

You have to.

Rest is not yours.

Here is uncomfortable.

You'll never hold it together.

Get out.

Leave.

Run.

In the end it'll be better.

All better.

The perfect choice.

You'll have no time to think.

No time to feel horrible.

Only room for the good feelings.

Which is perfect.

This

will be perfect

for you

and for them

which is why you need

to leave.

........

You're right.

I can't.

I can't stay here.

How could I have ever stayed here?

It's not for me.

This isn't for me.

I need to go.

I'm leaving.

Please, please don't make me stay.

I can't.

I can't stay.

Let me go.

Just trust me, you don't want me here.

No, you don't.

You don't know what you're talking about.

I'm fine

and I'm leaving.

Leave me alone.

You don't want me here

and I can't.

I can't be here.

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