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I am weary,
I am no longer the worker ant,
scurrying about to get things done.
I no longer have the stamina
to run on minuscule hours of sleep
and copious amounts of coffee.

I am tired.
I desire change in the day to day life.
The motivation to keep this up
has diminished completely.

I do not have it all together.
And at the moment,
I do not wish to.

Exhaustion has sunk its teeth
into every aspect of my life.
Even picking up a pen has become
burdensome for me.

I need to write to breathe,
However, right now,
Breathing has become much, much
more difficult.