Daniela Oana - Poet and Photographer

Tired 

 

Maybe I'm just tired

Though I overslept?

Clause rejected.

 

My eyes are tired

They are shutting

Losing strength to reopen.

 

I feel so heavy

My arms, even

Maybe I should sleep it off.

 

Winking stars up above

Why not sleep the night

Beneath them, over this grass.

 

I am so trusting

They’ll be good to me

The neighbor, the rapist.

 

My thoughts are spazzing

And make little sense

Or am I dreaming?

 

Who and what is that!

I know I should apologize

To my poor racing heart.

 

Should I dance with the Devil?

And give up the fight?

Be coward to Survival?

 

Maybe I'm just tired.

I'm very tired

Tired than ever before.

 

So I’m dancing away

There’s no turning back

To old restless days.

 

Shh…

 

I feel so light.

I’m no longer tired.

It's such bright a day.