The fatigue of the soul
The fatigue of the soul
Became a muscle ache in my body.
Nothing was simple anymore,
Not even the simplest things.
To speak, to smile, to want
Were hard work:
A daily penance.
The fatigue of the soul
Became a muscle ache in my body.
Nothing was simple anymore,
Not even the simplest things.
To speak, to smile, to want
Were hard work:
A daily penance.