I'm tired

I'm so tired.

Will this Winter end?

Will my strength return? Full force? Again?

I can't complain, this is the this that I do to myself

time and time again

I explode in a burst of light, emitting energy in every direction until it ceases because I cannot sustain

and so I must rest

and write

and think

My thoughts are around and about and absolutely everywhere these days

I don't know what to think of them

I feel like everyone just wants to fight with me

I feel a lack of gratuity

I feel a lack of output on my behalf

I feel as if I'm faltering


I don't know if I can trust anyone to help me

I don't thinks so

Maybe? Perhaps?

This is my journey and it is whatever I make it to be

Rest. Plan.

It's still a long path ahead of me