Fatigue

Preservation
Jul 12, 2021

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You wash over my bones

Like a wave I can no longer control

I wish I could groan

Be alone or take a long stroll

Seems there is so much to be done

But I simply feel like doing none

Tired, burnt out and lost

But at what cost?

I take a deep breath and rest

Slowly this this too shall pass,

most moods never last

Because with trust in God

and knowledge of balance

I remember my journey is no race

and I should try to go at my own pace :)

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Preservation
Preservation

Written by Preservation

I dump some of my raw, unedited thoughts, emotions and ideas here, some refined ones too. It’s a bit of a chaotic, wonderful, mess. Dare to venture within?

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