I think I put the better of the two of these on my chronic illness blog DearFelicia, but here's my contribution to World poetry day.
I'm Tired
The day was great,
I started at eight.
I slept well and was
ready to go.
I said yes this day
instead of no.
It's now six and I'm heading
back. I feel in need
of a snack.
Nine o'clock off to bed.
I move the pillow unde rmy head.
I wake th enext day sore
and tired. I try to push
through so I don't get fired.
By 12 I'm bearely holding on
I went to far and stayed to long.
The flare is coming,
I cannot prolong
this effect.
My CFS has crept in.
I'm tired now
I must sleep.
I hope I wake
from my long sleep.
I'm tire now
GOODNIGHT!

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