Its Not Easy Being Me

I am weary of you, I am tired too

Something with time, a tiff maybe?

Its negligible in your eyes

But I see the smoke, I feel the burns

I take the hits, and I pass the storm


Its a hut, of memories, stashed together

But I live here, revisiting them, memorising them

A blueprint in my mind

A gentle caress against the brutal waiting

Its not easy being me, I say it now

I do not know my limits and yet I never break.




Slowing down in the race


Running too long, have come too far

One way ahead, the eternal bed

At the top of my head, I will engrave my epitaph

It will read

“I was life bound, but now I am at peace”