Sick & Tired Poem by Leo Divine

Sick & Tired



Tired, tired,
So tired of living,
So tired of breathing in
To hold within this gift of life
Just to let it leave again.

Sick, sick,
Not sick of you,
But you're well sick of me,
Like a sad sailor, who's heart lies at home,
Gets sick of the same ol' sea.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: tired
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