i was tired of hurting.

so, so tired of hurting.

my heart and ribs hurt.

my chest and lungs hurt.

i would shake and cry.

i would beg and plead.

for anything else to happen.

but to me, just pain.

it was only ever pain.

i’d never known anything else.

and i was so exhausted.

tired wasn’t even a word.

it was always just pain.

and i fucking hated it.