I hurt

I don’t want to rise
I don’t want to work
I just want to stay inside
Because I’m so tired, I hurt

Just a few more minutes
Let me steal proper sleep
I’m nearing my limits
Then harm will I reap

A thankless job
So physically exhausting.
Like fighting a mob
It’s overwhelmingly daunting

A hundred kennels to be cleaned and scrubbed
In front. In back. Then the drains there too
So your muscles will feel pummeled and mugged
And the energy is drained right out of you

Day in and day out
Not a break to be set
You’re too spent to pout
And hobbies undone leave you with regret

Give me a reason
The pay isn’t enough
Give me a reason
So I’m not tempted to bluff

I could call in
Say I’m sick
I could commit a sin
Then sleep in bliss

There aren’t enough days to fight this fatigue
PTO is all spent
There’s no such thing as ease
And let’s not forget the rent

But heavy muscles don’t care
Heavy eyelids just close
Why should I go where
I have to fight with a hose?

So, I don’t want to rise
And I don’t want to work
I just want to stay inside
Because I’m so tired, I hurt.

Published by Nikki

I am an aspiring author with one novel written and ready for representation and many in the works.

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