{"sf1_id":2160805,"sf2_id":"0mv5DjXe","title":"…tired…","author":"Jiblits","words":68,"posted_at":"2024-08-07T04:39:53.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2160805-tired","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/0mv5DjXe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e7/83/e7836cb0-bd6a-49fe-9b0a-3318eb24deeb","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"Beyond tired, my eyes are wired open\n\nI feel weak, mentally, like back then\n\nMy shadows a bit thinner, feeling many times strange\n\nA part of holds right, to all I don’t want to change\n\nWalking in circles, I see much more than new\n\nIn the holes of my heart, something unwanted grew\n\nSo here I am, a broken human\n\nDoing, right to me, doing all I can"}