eunoia (completed)

exhaustion

I am tired.
Not for a lack of rest-
No, I slept quite well last night
And I've had my coffee

It's something deeper, something
Inherently present in the
Fibers of my skin
In my tendons, in my eyes

I am exhausted
Fatigued by life
By the noise and the silence
The people
The empty rooms
The light and dark
By hope and despair

So worn down from the world that Nothing in it can refresh my mind
From the constant buzzing.

I am tired.
And there are not enough hours in The night
To provide me with the rest I need.

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