tired eyes

Freeing oneself from a dream
That wraps its claws tight around the heart

Releasing oneself from the mind
That constricts and conforms under pressure

Eyes that see death in the horizen
Lips that show a smile despite
Dust that rises from the ground
Filling nostrils with decay

Fingers that itch for something more
The tenderness of a warm summer day
Cold air meet longing skin
The discomfort of day

Eyes too tired to open
Heart too heavy to thump
Shoulders that slouch under pressure
The one who stands tall anyway