Tired of being here

Stuck in a frozen

Time.

Tired of waiting

For a voice

That is impossible

To hear.

Time

Is like a curse

It is an ice

On my left shoulder

It is a melting alibi

Makes me say good-bye

To the little hope

Beating in my chest

Tired of asking

The questions

With no responses

Tired of seeking

The light.

Time

Turns every corner

Into a dark shadow

That is what your name

Means

"Tired in shadow"