Weary

I'm weary.
Tired.
I just want to lay down in bed
And sleep
For a very long time.
Maybe forever.
 
I want to lay my worries down
And not have to consider
Picking them up again.
I'm tired of responsibility.
 
I wish there was a reset button on my life.
 
Maybe I'd do it better a second time around.
 
But then again,
Who cares?
 
Not me.
I'm too weary to care.
At first I thought it was the mono
Rearing its ugly head again.
But maybe it's not.
 
Maybe, it's just that
I'm sick and tired
Of a never-ending job hunt
Of not getting credit from people
Of being a doormat.
 
I'm weary,
And I'm ready to just
Lay my burdens down,
Leave everything behind,
And let Jesus have me.
 
And maybe if it wasn't so selfish,
I'd do it.
 
But I can't hurt my family like that.