Language Of Fractures

Exhausted and undecided
Shifting the weight between the ankles
I make my way through the thorns
Blood will paint a familiar discomfort

Shoulders collapse under the tension
The weight has torn all the tendons
Stitching every regret together
I've sewn my trembling vocal cords

Wherever the eyes meet the skin
I'm a collection of guilts who bleeds

For every shape my mind retrace
A new fracture opens under the weight
Word of a language composed of cracks
Spreading deep to the point of collapse

Every muscle contracts and writhes
Remorse exudes from unquiet
And frantic eyes

Violent spasms
Shake my weakened spine
Severing nerves to finally
Lose my sight

Every muscle contracts and writhes
Remorse exudes from unquiet
And frantic eyes

For every shape my mind retrace
A new fracture opens under the weight
Word of a language composed of cracks
Spreading deep to the point of collapse



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Del Giudice
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