When your Tired is Tired
When your tired is tired,
And your weary soul feels expired,
When the weight of the world pulls you low,
And your spirit falters, afraid to grow.
In the depths of darkness, you may reside,
With burdens too heavy, nowhere to hide. But listen closely to these words I say,. For hope is not lost, it’s not far away.
When your tired is tired, my dear,
Know that strength can still appear. It hides within, a flickering flame, Ready to ignite and reclaim your name.
Rest your weary bones upon the shore,
Let the gentle waves wash your worries ashore. In the arms of solace, find your reprieve, Embrace the stillness, let your heart believe.
For within the quiet, true strength lies,
A resilient spirit that never dies.
When your tired is tired, let go of the strain,
Release the shackles, break free from the chain.
And when the dawn paints the sky with gold,
Rise from slumber, let your story unfold.
Embrace the beauty that each sunrise brings,
Renew your tired soul, let it spread its wings.
When you tired is tired, my dear,
Know that you’re not alone, have no fear.
For in the depths of your weary despair,
A flicker of hope, a soul that’s aware.
So gather your strength, rise from the mire,
Let your spirit soar, let your heart inspire. When your tired is tired, find solace within, For the battle you fight is one you can win.
