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