and my eyes burn from crying

it's half past eleven on a wednesday night of a normal school week
and my eyes burn from crying.

my papers are all due tomorrow,
but i haven't even started.
my stomach is empty.
my heart is weak.
my arms are still sore from today's swim training,
my hair still wet from the shower.
but my lips are dry
and my eyes burn from crying.

it really hurts today,
but i haven't even tried.
my mum never showed me how to stitch.
my fingers never learned how to fix things.
my mind never realized that it needed fixing.
because my heart has been weak.
and my thoughts are tired of being thoughts.
and my eyes burn from crying.

i wish this poem was brilliant
if only things would stay the same.
my life is a pure chaos
don't even try to understand.
my stomach will be empty,
my heart will tear apart.
my mind will dream of dying
and my eyes will burn from crying.