Exhaustion
By steph4uk
Always running around, Feeling run down. I need to sleep. My eyes are so heavy, They can't stay open. My body feels as if it, Just wants to drag. My heart racing, My limbs limp, My mind wandering. Nothing gets done, Everything to do. No time to do it. Keep on going. Keep on pushing. Move, Push, Pull, Drag, Fall, Die - out of breath.You may have seen this poem on danih page, we co-wrote this poem, hope you enjoy it. Please give me some pointers on how to make it better. Thanks :-) Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 04:51 AM PST 0 • 10
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