Tedious Hours

Grown tired of all the tedious
hours of my life.
And all the words which escape me
render a confusion within.
My voice is tired from all the screams
that torment my restless nights.
The body shakes, feeling cold
and yet not alone.
I never considered this possible,
all of this never was an option.
Now the issue has risen
and it leaves me wondering.
Trust in someone can set me free.
But in the end,
it'll just be me.