Tired
- Mark Craven
- Aug 29, 2018
- 1 min read
Just push a little more… Keep pushing… Pick your head up… Come on… Lets go… Move…
I have no more push left man. I’m done, I’m tired, exhausted more than I thought I could ever even be. How many walls have to be smashed down before you break through?
How many walls have to be smashed down before you break through?
I never wanted to be a martyr or talk about all the bad things but damn where is the good? Where is the breath? Where is the relief? Fuck this!
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Feel better?
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Almost.
Keep breathing.
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Hopeless has to mean hope exists.
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