Tired.

I find a growing sadness within my chest
Accepting the end of a new beginning.
I feel as though the soul inside me is going away.
I feel as though the wings I spread are here to stay.
I speak of love, sex, and losing myself, but maybe it's time to be found..
Maybe it's time to love me, maybe it is time to be my own best friend.
I live life for the sake of others most of the time.
I cry for them, pray for them, and exhaust so much of my energy on them.
I feel so crazy always.
I do so much, but yet there is no ripple in the sea of life..
I want a moment to myself, just long enough to wash away the pain, just long enough to recover.