Exhaustion

My brain falling into little pieces from exhaustion and stress,
Love, chocolate, sugar and alcohol all taking their toll
On what i think i should be doing, on who i think i am.

Everything feels thin, shadows dancing on a piece of paper
Torn out of an old crumpled up exercise book
And i too feeble to do anything but make rabbit shadows.

There is a way in which i betray myself by pushing too hard
My emotions scattered like toys in a playroom at midnight,
Yet the sharp edge lets insights out i normally would not speak.

There is a strange wisdom in exhaustion of not caring,
Of seeing things in a harsh light and not taking them on
But really i want to sink into the deep sleep of the ocean depths.