venerdì 11 maggio 2018

Stanco? Ma no, tuttobbene tuttapposto

out here
I can barely see
my breath surrounded
by jealousy and death
I can't be reached
I've only had one call
dragged underneath
separate from you all
this time
I've lost my own return
in spite of
everything I've learned
I hid my tracks
spit out all my air
slipped into cracks
stripped of all my cares
I'm so tired
sheep are counting me
no more struggle
no more energy
no more patient
you can write that down
it's all too crazy
I'm not sticking 'round

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