by HelluvaGirl

don’t you get just too tired sometimes
tearing your nails trying to grab on life
on happiness
evolution of soul
and all the sacred things
when it’s not a given
don’t you just get exhausted to try
don’t you ever lose focus
and slip
and every time
the glass mountain
seems an impossible journey up
each time you collect all your musts
but what if the point of all this
has long departed your heart
it’s responsibility
a superstition
an obligation to everyone
who’s ever known you
or loved you
don’t you get just too tired