Tired

I am tired of loving
for those who don’t love me.
I am tired of crying,
for those who have hurt me.
I am tired of aching,
for those who don’t feel.

My heart hurts,
my eyes raw,
My feet want to run,
My heart wants to stay.

But what for?
For those who don’t love me?
For those who can’t feel?
For those who have hurt me?

NO! No! I say!
But what can I do?
I can’t run,
but I will not stay.

I will hide.
Hide me hide me.
Please, night and day.
Please, will you hide me?

They are near!
Those memories so far away.
They haunt me.
it hurts,
Trieng to be someone I am not.

I’m tired,
but it is time now.
I am scared,
afraid,
brave.
but it has to be done.