Burnt out like a struck match
The perfect breeding ground for insanity to hatch
The mind is stretched too damn thin
Making the inner demons claw at your skin
Constant irritation makes you see red
The inner fire being perpetually fed
Rage and exhaustion because you need, need, need
So I give up my wants and to you, concede?
FUCK that I’m honestly tired
For the time being from my life you’re fired
You can’t expect me to blaze on, when I’m at wick’s end
Back up off me and let my soul mend
I’m so burnt out I smell of charred embers
At this point I being tired is all my body remembers
Give me a moment, resting is my right!
After awhile I’ll yet again be able to ignite

Only if I rest lol
Poetic ice