Hantise
Il fait noir la nuit quand je dors du moin quand j'essaye
J'ai peur qu'une fois endormie je parle dans mon sommeil
Tant mes rêves persecutent l'espoir d'un avenir différent
Qui ne doit pas arriver, qui serait d'un trop grand changement
AuJoUrD'HuI J'AiMe & QuAnD jE dIs J'AiMe -> J'AiMe ToUt !
J'aime le ciel gris, le vent et la pluie
J'aime notre monde, l'enfer, mon paradis
J'aime les couleurs et les taches de l'arc-en-ciel
J'aime les chanilles, les milles-pattes et les abeilles
Le monde enfantin de cette poesie-comptine
Ammène en moi une joie qui me fait vivre, me ranime
Et la Mort à mes pieds devient esclave d'un jour
Alors que je rêve et je veux des <<toujours>>
J'aime les humains, les plantes et les animaux
J'aime entendre au loin chanter quelques oiseaux
J'aime sourire bêtement à chaque chose que je vois
J'aime surtout raconter n'importe quoi
Dans la joie de ces mots deposés stupidement
J'y efface une douleur et l'y noit lentement
Et la Mort à mes pieds attend patiemment la fin
Mais je ne m'en souci pas, je n'ai plus peur de rien
J'aime la lumière, la nuit et tout le jour
J'aime tellement de choses que je crois que j'aime tout
J'aime tout des objets mais des Hommes ce n'est pas le cas
J'aime effectivement, mais je n'aime que toi ...
Just need a smile - Needing a smile - Smilling to the life - ...
AVERTISSEMENT:
Il est probable que quelques fautes d'anglais
est echappée à notre vigilance.
Nous nous en excusons par avance
Where are you my darling? In my dreams? I think that the world is too wide I don't want to lost you in a see or in another place. Don't you think that you're too much far away from me? I'm feeling alone and I miss you. The hope which haunted me still kills me. And again, I write something which can't be read by anybody. And you, my darling, you're not able to understand it. I'm the only one. Alone on my mind, where it's dark. It isn't clear : if someone understand something, it's like a murder for me. It's like the world can heard all the things which are running away from my head.
Now i know. You wanna freedom. And I can understand the fact that " if you help her, she will let you you survive". You know that I love you and i can waiting for you during a few times. But if you don't go away, when will you come back? And if it's me, who will go away ... How will be you? I will probably sad at first, but it can't go on. You will be forever in my life darling.
You're not with me, you're with em'. Them, you have seen before. You will never see. And me, in the same piece like you, but you ignore me. Am I a stranger for you, Who am I? What are thinking about your girlfriend, Are you thinking at her? Cause I think at and about you. Do you see? I'm writtng what there are in my head. just to speaking a bit, enven if it's only paper ...
I'm an artist. You're somebody that I love, sure, but we're not the same. We haven't same hobbies, and however, i stay with you. In kind of jail which makes me sick.
Will I read again the same magasin everyday? will i sleep again, Will i survive to a world where i don't exist? And will you play forever, Will you understand? will you stop it and go with me in a paradise? or will you let me fall down to the Devil?
I love you, and you know it, but I can't go on. I will die without you.
You? But who? Am I speaking to the man who broke my heart or to man who smoke a flower? There are them ,and a boy who tells me stupid stories ... I'm lost in my mind, with my head, with them. I don't think that I love anybody but I'm looking for bonhor. And the only things that i found is some cries and some fellings. Not enought ...
Maybe, if the man wh o smoke a flower wants to be better and comes to me, I'm sure that I will stop to be sad. And perhaps, if he gives me big kisses, I will be happy. But nothing else. just hear "click clik". It's not good.
Songs where all is good don't interressed. Songs about " suicide and sacrifice" too. So what can i write? A long text in English? It's what i do. But this paper won't be long enought to exprime all there are in my heart. And today, I haven't the felling to write a poem. Yesterday, i had, but now, i'm feeling alone and it isn't possible ...
Can I ask you to stay with me? Not ,now! Maybe later. But later, wanna you ? And now, wanna you? I don't want to say lies but i have the impression that you are very sad, bored and tired ... And i'm there ! very awake! So, i don't understand how can you stay with this game like an obligation... If you wan't, I could forbide it? I'm sure that you don't agree. You say "I've somthing to do" ... Can't it do later? I'm here! And nottomorrow, but tomorrow, your game will be here !
But you ask me something, enven if it's stupid, I love you ! II think that life is a good gift and this paper, finally, will be long enought. Put please draling, next time, don't ask me poem! You're not an artist you can't understand it's a hard work.
Finally, Im' not sad. Just a teenager who loves a boy like any other boy, a boy who likes games and loves his girlfriend. I love you draling, I miss you.
Le poeme sur commande
( y'a rien de plus débile!)
"Pouvais-je deviner du fond de ma chambre" Non celui là existe déja!
Et oui l'inspiration ne me viendra pas comme ça
Alors jte fais un truc léger qui sortira sur le coup
Pas de "je t'aime" à toute les lignes à en devenir fou
C'est une très belle journée d'un ciel plus gris que bleu
On a l'habitude, c'est à cause d'un très méchant dieu
Qui a décider de nous taper sur le système
Mais après tout j'm'en fou, je suis avec toi quand même
C'est une très belle journée mais pourquoi, on sait pas
Enf in je prefère çaque si on était à deux doigts
De se tirer une balle ou de sauter du onzième
Et là désolée A*** mais y'a pas de rimes qui me viennent
C'est une très belle journée, qui sera bientôt terminée
Demain, j'serais plus là et tu vas beacoup m'manquer
J'ai pas l'habitude d'improviser des poemes
Mais j'le fait pour toi, tu sais pourquoi? Parce que je t'aime
( Il en fallait bien un "je t'aime" pour cloturer ^^)
J.T.M. & Ses Sens Cachés
