Tired and weary, these eyes burn from lack of sleep,
But, I must resume the pace, to hold up my keep.
I can't gather a thought because of how my head aches,
And to make it through the night I must do what it takes.
My whole body burns as if it were on fire--
With each passing moment I continue to tire.
When will this hellish torment ever end,
That I may let these tired bones sit and mend?
But, I still have many hours left to go,
To be here amid all this death and woe.
I must go on and see this drama finished,
Even though I am so completely diminished.
People all 'round seem so happy and cheery,
Alas, for me, I am simply tired and weary.