I’m tired
Exhausted
Weakened by disappointment, impending
I wish I could call back to me all the pieces of myself around the world
Ones I left and ones taken from me
Tiny gems of hope scattered throughout various states, hidden, never to be used again
Different people from my past carry one with them too, taken from me and in return I received one full of despair
I can’t wait to wake up
I can’t wait to sleep