Tired

I'm so tired
I can't do this anymore
This is not how I was wired
Why does life feel like a chore?
I just want this to end
This never-ending exhaustion
that sleep is unable to mend
and coffee is unable to pretend...
I am physically drained
emotionally dead
and mentally insane
with a side order of dread.
She is Missing,
He is Dying,
waiting for a blessing
crumbling and crying.
The last of my composure is crumbling
How long 'til I completely lose it?
How much gossip and mumbling
from strangers who don't give a shit?
I'm tired of being strong
around others' breaking hearts.
Where in life did I go wrong?
When did I start catching darts?
I guess I'm in this position for a reason
but on who will I lean
when Life won't stop being so mean?
Or will I be alone, crying like I am now, behind the scenes?