The connection is severed
(I no longer feel you)
What used to be is dead
(I no longer know this)
Who are you?
(what have you done to me?)
Where are you?
(why can’t I feel you?)
I can see clearly
(why can’t I see you?)
Arms outstretched
(I can’t reach you)
My heart is open
(you can see it
you can feel it)
(you are using it
you are taking me
you are killing me)
[you are the death of me]
[slowly I fade]
THIS IS HOW I DIE
“here I am and I worship you”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem