I am tired

Not sleepy tired or from lack of rest, I’ve had enough caffeine to cure that. 

It’s something deeper. It’s in my tendons, it’s in my eyes, it’s in the fibers of my skin.

I am exhausted mentally and fatigued by life. By the sun and the moon.  By the emptiness in the room, and by the hope that fills me.

By the silence around me and the noise in my head.  There just doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the night to stop the constant buzzing in my head. 

I’m exhausted, I’m just tired and I feel like all my emotions are just too stupid to be bothered no matter how real they are, and I know those who matter most can agree.