Tired
So much that every muscle hurts
And every bone creaks
And each breath brings a renewed onslaught
of exhaustion
And I can't think
My every thought is chained and burdened
Unable to escape from this mire
of nothingness
And there is nothing that can be done
Until everything is finished
And at long, long last,
I can go
to sleep
Monday, July 24, 2006
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