Tired

A tiring week has passed I fill my entire body trying to relax I hear my bones cracking, I hope this won't last hope this is actually the last time I fill my head spinning and I wish this is just a feeling let the D day come, let this boring period stop, let my art revive and my dying soul survive I'm tired but seeing the end make me persevere so i hope my efforts are not vane and that this year will soon wane