Tired
Bloody tired.
I know I'm going to make it.
But it's still difficult.
The dreams are getting less.
But thoughts still moving around.
I'm going to fight.
I'm really going to.
But I'm getting tired.
No, I'm not going to quit.
...
Want to sleep... without thoughts
Want to have rest.
Real rest.
And I'm still waiting. I'm not waiting for what. I'm waiting for something, 'coz I know something is coming. Don't know if it's good or if it's bad... Just waiting...
*cinta*, vrouw, 35 jaar
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