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howdoyousolveaproblemlikemalia:
tired eyes.
unkind sirens
echoing in my war-torn mind,
gunshots fired from within.
tired words.
repetitive anxieties
scratching at my already
scarred skin.
tired bones.
aching, breaking,
weighing my spirit down,
being swallowed
by the cold ground.
tired thoughts.
coughing up
stuttered letters,
questions left unheard.
tired poetry.
killing time,
as time is killing me,
signing my name
with a dull knife.
tired. (but I can’t sleep)
tired, of a tired life.
