Tired beyond words at the end of another day
ruminating on a glass half empty, 
counting memories in faulted silence,
over exhausted waiting for dreams 
between memories of different lifetimes
of different jobs and roles 
before being starved of work
and having to fight for a new role
over and over and over
before finally finding something
after nothing but struggles, 
waiting for the shadows to seed,
and you will have the energy 
to let off some more emotional fireworks
facing the sunrise 
relieved you can stop worrying
and look forward to whatever comes next.