Neighborhood Niqabi

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!