Je t'aime Je t'aime
I call out your name
but i still feel insane
talking to my bottle of pain
the middle of day
turning into night im afraid
i am no longer okay
but what will you say?
tojours toujours
im calling to you
watching everything you do
im no longer new
my heart is chopped up in stew
and peices missing a few
my face is choking blue
but what will you do?
what is real what is real
all things that we feel
our minds are appealed
to the pressure they kill
our hearts become steel
changing the wheels
as together we steal
but how will you feel?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem