martedì 18 aprile 2017

Live like dead.

I have an unrelenting empty
like a black moon that ceased to shine,
in midnight electric blue
illuminated by a static city,
I try to dance away.

and cry, scream ...
to null that's inside of me,
to void surrounding me in a dark embrace,
to null That is part of us, That we are all made of.
At void That pretends to shine to give us the answer,
the emptiness That drives us to hate, hate that made us run away, die ...
... live like zombies.

I have a sense of anything,
feel hungry but do not want to eat,
Being tired but too awake to sleep
in this space full of nothing,
in this gray colored by a fake rainbow,
we are dead.

and cry, scream ...
to null that's inside of me,
to void surrounding me in a dark embrace,
to null That is part of us, That we are all made of.
At void That pretends to shine to give us the answer,
the emptiness That drives us to hate, hate that made us run away, die ...
... live like zombies.

And if I cry riempo the sea,
but no one swim in the waves,
We're all dead.
The window we see is an illusion of nothingness,
static shadows, static shapes, continuously moving
on our sense of anything.

and cry, scream ...
to null that's inside of me,
to void surrounding me in a dark embrace,
to null That is part of us, That we are all made of.
At void That pretends to shine to give us the answer,
the emptiness That drives us to hate, hate that made us run away, die ...
... live like zombies.

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