Tired

My arms were sore, feet were numb, 

Eyes were sunken and a broken thumb. 

Limbs were shaking and my head spun,

Being tired beyond reality wasn’t fun.

Shaking and shivering, I shuffle inside,

Trying my best to not collapse and slide.

My eyes were shut, my arms heavy,

My entire body was in need of coffee.

Swaying from side to side, I went to crash,

For it was a long hard day with me very rash. 

My face hit the white goodness, I sigh long,

And before I knew it, I was in a dreamy fog.