exhausted.
to the point where i cant feel my legs..
cant feel the soreness of my back..
to the big ugly bruises i have..
i really dont care about all these.
emotions.
i have to learn to control them, i have to learn to control my tears even as they welled up in my eyes..
weariness and that worn out feeling;
wish i could be this, wish i could be that.
wish i could be better, wish i could be stronger.
picking myself from where i am, and holding on to that promise forever.
good night and tomorrow will be a better day.
xoxo.