Today I’m tired once more 

I’m tired

But in a different kind of way

Today I’m tired

But from the lack of pain

I’m tired of loving too softly

I’m tired of paper planes on concrete

Tired of the fan in the night

Tired of this heat and the will to fight

I’m tired of short days

I’m tired of laying still

Waiting for summer to end

Tired of breathing your air

Tired of walking the same streets late at night

Today I’m tired

But a different kind of tired

Today, I’m just tired of the color blue

Tired of long walks

Waiting for the rain to fall

Tired of forgotten promises

Of the whispers in the night

Today, yesterday, and the day before 

I find myself tired once more.