Tired...

Legger ut et dikt jeg skreiv for et par måneder siden, når det stormet som verst... Velger å dele det med dere, så jeg slipper å forklare så mye i morgen.

Stay awake
avoid the nightmares
Stare at the wall
imagine you're asleep

Wear your mask
hide your weakness
Depress all anger
Cry while alone

Smile to friends
pretend to care
Look and listen
dead inside

In the end
I stopped
Reached my limit
Collapsed

Staying awake day and night
Taking pills
to feel better
or to not feel

But I feel everything
ALL THE TIME.

Tired of this life
which I've stopped living
Tired of being strong
when I'm weak
Tired of being someone
when I'm nothing

Tired of trying...
when I've lost all hope.

Elisabeth, 22.Sep -11