Visual Arts + Creativity


Still tired

I'm tired. 

I'm tired of thinking one way 
And feeling another 

I'm at war within myself 
I'm self destructing 
The death of a star 

I'm lost amidst a sea of "what ifs"
With uncertainty navigating 
And hope anchoring me into place 

"Maybe if I wait long enough everything will change"
"Maybe if I say something everything will change" 

So I sink. 

Because I'm tired. 
B.B. John