Tired Poems - Poems about Tired

If feel tired of life You can rest for a while Take a break, settle down Rest your body, heart and mind I used to get tired of life Sometimes, I have been down I have been blank and lost But not to the point of surrender It's normal to experience that way Each of us has the method of repairing Of...

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Pretty perky green parrot repeats each word Owner Pat makes them up, they are absurd Chickapickylicky slickyconcly curd Guests give strange looks to the odd-sounding bird Don’t ask me says Pat I don’t understand a word....

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I'm too tired to care - too worn to wear that chic shirt which matches my shoes that you seem to care so much about I'm too drained to change at all Truthfully, I'm more than tired - an exhaustion born from a wired brain too tormented to sleep - Too terrified to be burned alive in this frigid fire pit again and again - but...

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Tired of the pain I’m feeling everyday Tired of playing in this never-ending game I need someone to take it away Make me feel okay I don’t want to lose this fight I’ve used all my might Yet it comes around again to play It’s always when I’m in a happy place In a constant race Angles and demons fighting in my brain I try...

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He has a tendency to listen to no one A proclivity to overreact, he is not fun His ideas lean toward the conservation realm Has propensity to look danged stubborn on film...

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I’m tired of sacrificing my happiness I’m tired of people not seeing me I’m tired of heartless people I’m tired of family not hearing me I speak my words with everything in me But no one takes it seriously The constant silent battles that I face I’m tired of the saying be seen and not heard I’m tired of small minded people I’m tired...

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If you are going to swarf, swelt, black out or swoon Please do it outside under Dracula’s moon Too many drama queens are in this house already Thanks to the eight daughters of Arlene and Freddy But if you are going to help with the housework Then come on down, and join me, for you do not irk I am tired...

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I'm so TIRED of missing you— Too tired of thinking about you; I keep myself busy throughout the day— Yet —You never fade away. Like blood —You flow within my VEINS, With every breath; Your love remains. You're not a Nightmare —I wish to forget, But a beautiful dream I want to relive; A love so deep my heart can ONLY give. ...

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you where what you not till LA diplomacy became my habit toxic offender Britain's detainee fleeing grey's a runt in sign ab stains in Russian stoic without the light nightmare i warred app next bus to nowhere findings inside papers i hide can't re-cut the record the cloths plain spent too much filthy Irish ink to blink i am a journalist i am caring...

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I remember the first steps, not forward, but inward. A world too sharp, too dangerous, where I folded myself away to avoid the weight of their eyes, the cruelty of their voices. Freak. Liar. Something worse. They said I had no right to be. They made me fight my way home, made me believe that survival was rebellion. And then, for a while, the world softened. I walked through...

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I have things to do and places to be, Burdens to bear and people to please. I look not at the watch staring back at me, For I shall be late to the morning tea. I have so many conversations to make, And very many promises to break, I have to be at the graveyards and the cemeteries, Then put on a...

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So tired that I… Want to be weird at night. And eat the weirdest food in the fridge. Heat it secretly in the microwave. So tired that I… Missed the bus. Even though I don’t ride the bus. Turn back to the house. My house is gone. So tired that I… Became a part of the void. The one...

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I'm no one's love story My words spiral back to me My love letter never reach the right address I sing my love poems apologetically As if this piece of broken links that connects me to feelings that are forbidden Isn't even mine to give To others But I borrow time from people To recall the memories that...

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I lost my world When I stared into her **Eyes** Like prisms that disperse the sunlight like heaven, makes you believe in god the longer you look at her so beautiful, a girl an angel I lost my sanity When I stared into her **Eyes** I felt like a million glasses Piercing through my flesh when I heared her cry She still lives with me, ever...

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And I wondered how can it be felt that effortlessly ...

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