I’m tired
Beaten down
There’s nothing left in me
You wanted every last bit of me
And, believe me, that’s what you got
I can feel your arm starting to scretch
Palm skyward
Asking for more
But I won’t give in this time
I don’t care how much you want
Because you will never be satisfied
I could give you the last part of my soul
And you’ll still be asking for more.
Kate Christensen