Even when I am sleeping, I'm not resting. My eyes feel heavy in the morning. They feel even heavier in the evening. Every day, I feel a little more weight pressed against me.
Although my burdens are few, I feel as though they are many. I feel weak, and at the end of the day, I am thin.
I remember only yesterday, I wanted to travel the world; see New York, and visit Greece. Now I only seek an escape.
Maybe I am selfish. As a matter of fact, I know that I am selfish. I wish to change the future, by learning about the past, and yet, when the sun sets, I have done nothing but grow weary.
How long do you think it takes a person to become numb to all of this? Have I grown numb already? Do my tired eyes show that I have grown, merely to see my world a little foggier than I did before?
I do wish to find strength somewhere. I wish for excellence, and success, and pride in something, anywhere. But when the sun sets, I have done nothing but grow weary.
Most of the time I feel cold. Cold and confined. Being truly alone is exhilarating, but I am not. I have watchers and imposters. How long I'll be here is anyone's guess.
What does it feel like to be warm? Like Christmas morning, perhaps?
But when the sun sets, I have done nothing but grow weary.
Please give me wisdom
give me joy
give me excellence...
so that when the sun sets, I can say that I was born to have strength.
COPYRIGHT by HANNAH DOAN on SEPTEMBER 12, 2015