Tired Poem by Patrick Banda

she went to bed, hoping for a
goodnight sleep, and adream so
sweet.after a while, she woke up
screaming! ! ! , it was a nightmaarw.


once again, she drawns in a sleep
world, until she is too exhausted to
sleep.she's been all eyes, and still, it
is dark as ever.will her morning ever
come.


she feels the dark, the silence, and
the sound of crickets.she looks
through the window, and still, it
is dark as ever.night seems to
last forever.


she is tired of waiting for dawn,
will she ever see the golden
morning sunshine, will her
morning ever come, cause she is
just tired.