I'm tired
Exhausted
Drained
Depleted
I feel a storm a-brewing
I know not if I can weather it
To tired to fret
My intuition eluding
It might be a ending
I'll tread until I can't
Might find a buoy to grab ahold
Mind over matter
Gets you only so far
I'll worry about that on the marrow
For now no goodbyes
I'll go rest my eyes