Angie Bonanno (via wnq-writers)
I’m so tired
of tears being mixed with rain
as thunder ricochets
and the subtle change
from daylight to dusk
takes over the sky.
I’m so tiredof being a
hurricane
when all you can handle
is a little drizzle.
I’m so tiredof crumbling
to my knees
and telling you
‘I’m fine.’I’m so tired
of this.Let me sleep.