You know that feeling?
When you are just waiting.
Waiting to get home, into your room,
Close the door, fall in bed,
and just let everything out that you kept in all day.
That the feeling of both relief and desperation.
Nothing is wrong
But nothing is right either.
and you are tired.
Tired of everything. Tired of nothing.
And you just want someone to
be there to tell you it is okay.
But no one’s going to be there.
And you know you have to be strong
for yourself, because no one can fix you.
But you are tired of waiting.
Tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else.
Tired to be strong.
And for once, you just want it to be easy.
To be simple. To be helped. To be saved.
But you know you won’t be.
But you are still hoping.
And you are still wishing.
And you are still staying strong and fighting,
with tears in your eyes.
You are fighting.