i am
exhausted

my heart
grows weary

morning
noon and
night

anger jealously and hurt
come
to feed on this
weakened muscle

and this
tired soul

they leave nothing but
scraps of guilt
in
their gluttonous wake

i am exhausted
my heart grows weary

morning noon and night

i think i shall plant Love
in
this broken heart and weeping soul

we’ll see how they like feeding on that!