Simply Fatigued - Poem by Lana Grissom
I'm tired...simply fatigued
With all the emotions, stirred inside of me.
For I have write...to feed that inner spirit, swelling not wanting to HEED.
Call me neuotic, I call it fatigue.
Like a soilder fighting war
Barely able to see
Constantly on guard
Guarding that need
To be FREED.
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