Tired

I am tired.
The lamp’s in ashes,
The flame burnt too long.

I am tired
Of chasing you out
Of my fickle mind.

I am tired
Of the new beginnings
That never last.

I am tired
Of my automated doors
That open at your sight.

I am tired
Of seeing past you
And faking laughter.

I am tired
Of these hollow words
I cannot stop writing

That scream out loud,
That I am tired
Of me; but never you…

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