Exhaustion isn’t the word I’d use to describe how I feel.
It’s the feeling of no energy.
Of being drained.
Of the weight on my eyelids and
The pressure build at the front most part of my brain.
It’s the knowledge that I can’t rest
Until I get more homework done.
It’s the combined efforts of a long week
And not enough time for everything.
It’s the unfocused part of my brain and
The refusal of my eyes to remain open.
It’s the knowledge that I won’t be home until 1am.
It’s the obligation, commitment, and responsibility all wrapped in one.
I’m Exhausted.
Dabbling in the Art of Writing 