Tired [of)
I am about ready to give up
So tired I am leaning over, not quite capable of sitting up straight
And I am yearning for a love and a place to live and a life that's my own
And an eventual peace
A smooth brow at last
Before this too-old heart in this too-young body decides it doesn't want to beat any longer without the kind of reassurance I am waiting for
1 comment:
all of your writing speaks to me if i confabulate off of what you have written. it is amazing... and i have never known a poet that i can relate to in every singe article of writing. are you going to publish any of your work?
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