Bone Tired

Fatigue is a curious creature.

In the one second it seems all consuming…

Until a tide of emotion rolls through.

Then it rides the wave’s crest back out into the blue.

It can scream at you…

GO TO SLEEEEP!!

Then when you acquiesce, rest bereaves you…

Such is the nature of fatigue.

It cuts at your consciousness until you bleed…

Plows the full area of your mind ’til you seed…

Weed the fatigue out of the garden of your ambition.

Be wary however, for overkill is Fatigue’s pet…

If Fatigue cannot take you for herself, then she shall have you spin yourself around and kill ya self.

… Yet she seems ever so sweet.

All she wants to do is lull you to sleep…

Lull you to sleep…

Lull you to- zzzzzzz…………………………………

**

~The Wordsmith

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