fauxcroft

So much tiredness

And so much pain,

To much stress

And anxiety again,

That you feel you’ve had enough

And an endless sleep I’d love,

At the end of the day

What’s left to get from life,

If this was a computer game

I’d have rage quit by now,

And thrown my computer away,

Swearing never to play it again,

Which is just how I feel today.