Romina Cionco - Simulacro

Tired

Now that I'm done with every well known place,
I'll run to myself draining away former shapes,
All I can see are faded horizons
As I walk aimlessly without feeling
My own feet.

A scapeless void caresses my dried face
With its frozen claws
(That's where I sleep)

And I'm tired of seeking on a roundabout
I'm tired of being eaten alive
I'm tired of digging and failing to grasp
What is all this about?

Sharp moves around
Are numbed in my mind
As loud voices outside
Keep shouting
At my back

A scapeless void caresses my dried face
With its frozen claws
(That's where I sleep)

Cause I'm tired of seeking on a roundabout
I'm tired of being eaten alive
I'm tired of digging and falling to grasp
What is all this about?

Cause I'm tired of seeking on a roundabout
I'm tired of being eaten alive
I'm tired of digging and falling to grasp
What is all this about?

And what's the point in raising
Up my voice...
Will it make any difference?
Will it make it?

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Writer(s): Romina Cionco
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