FatigueA Poem by Georgiana
I resisted-
When I really wanted to- You didn't. So put me to bed I don't know what this is Clawing at my muscles I'm bland I'm dull And I'm not allowed to- So, I'm tired Tired with a hurricane in my ribcage So put me to bed please Tired with anger prickling my skin My bland skin So blanket me with kisses I don't know what's what So wrap me up When I'm bland and sharp When I'm really very tired. © 2014 GeorgianaAuthor's Note
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