Tired


Photo by Gift Habeshaw on Unsplash
Photo by Gift Habeshaw on Unsplash

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!



Feel better?



Almost.


Keep breathing.




Hopeless has to mean hope exists.

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