What happens when life gets tired of me?
What happens when breath gets knocked out of me?
I'm tired; but I'm listening.

What happens when my insides are exposed to the world?
What happens when my thoughts are scattered to segments of mere nothingness?
I'm tired; I'm just waiting.

What happens when all I do is envision what's unclear?
What happens when all I do is disappear?
I'm tired; so why do I stay?

I'm tired, so why do I wait?

Is there reason when there is no belonging?
Give me reason where there is no reason.

I'm tired.

Give me reason to wait.