her soul was tired

Her soul was tired. weighed down holding the weakness of others . lost in the late night music and adventures of others escaping the weight for a moment. Her soul was tired while her eyes stilled shined and her laugh echoed down hallways. Her soul was tired why she laughed and yelled in therapy about a boss she hated while her soul ached to tell the truth. Her soul is tired while she sobs uncontrollably and then crawls into bed next to a man she doesn't feel she deserve for his soul much be tired holding the weight of hers. Her soul is tired of hearing people complain about things she begged for and would never receive. her soul is tired from asking how are you and holding them all so close slowing breaking to the weight. Her soul is so tired she doesn't know if she can keep going so she cracks a book to a different world with burning wars magic that heals all and people who are never prepared and ignored her own souls screams for a bit longer.