Tired

My tired has become tired

And I am tired of being tired

I have welcomed sleep

But it comes as an uneasy guest

Redying to leave me

And when I think I've captured it

It tosses me restlessly

And I am left bruised and confused

Of why I have stayed awake

When my eyes burned with need

When my soul reaches out desperately

For some semblance of peace

But sleep remains an uneasy guest

So my tired has become tired

And I'm tired of it all