Running On Empty

when your mind wont rest, your body can’t keep up, and you’re exhausted from feeling

I’m mentally drained,
I’m physically exhausted—
like my body is here
but my spirit has clocked out.


I don’t know how to explain
the feelings that are making me insane with
overthinking every word,
replaying every silence,
carrying weight
no one else can see.


It’s like my mind won’t sit still—
it paces the floor at 2 a.m.,
picks at old wounds,
asks questions with no answers.


My chest feels tight
from holding everything in.
My smile feels borrowed.
My strength feels rehearsed.


I’m tired of being strong.
Tired of pretending I’m fine.
Tired of fighting battles
that never seem to end.


And the hardest part?
I don’t even know how to put it into words
without sounding dramatic—
when really,
I’m just overwhelmed
and aching
for a moment of peace.