"Tired"

she looks up at him and says: I'm tired.
Tired of waking up in a freezing sweat,
tired of nightmares that would scare the boogeyman.
I'm exhausted.
Exhausted from faking a smile constantly,
exhausted from the stress of watching life fall apart.
I'm drained.
Drained from the heartache all around me,
drained from the constant sorrows that surround me.
I'm weary.
Weary in my life,
weary in my time.
Mostly, I'm just tired.