too many things

I’m so tired
I can barely think
let alone write
yet here I am
wanting to put words
together
I’m so tired
I can barely focus
on this screen
I want to rest
but all my tired mind
can do
is flutter
and flap
uselessly
like a trapped bird
too many things
too many thoughts
too many to be held for much longer
they will all fly away
in a murmuration of murmuring thoughts
till I am left
an empty shell
fingers still typing
my emptiness
till the moment
when all
is consumed
by the darkness