You're killing me - Song

More poetry… But it’s like a pop song. I wrote it with that purpose I think… It is one of my first writings, and it was written in English! Now that I read it after some years, it sounds kind of insane, a childish cry for love… I don’t know. But I wrote that, and I’m still me…




You’re killing me

I know exactly how it feels
To be alive, and at the same time dead.I live ‘cause I still breath
I live ‘cause my heart beats,
But I’m dying because of you.

You’re killing me so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know you are,
And I feel I’m dying so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know I am.

In every step I do, of this single everyday walk
In every single say that passes by,
In whatever I do, I feel that I’m dying slowly.

‘Cause you’re killing me, or maybe you’re not,
Maybe I’m getting mad about you, maybe I’m not
But I’m sure: my daily death is because of you.

You’re killing me so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know you are,
And I feel I’m dying so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know I am.

I know exactly how it feels
Because you are making me feel this,
You are the cause
You are my life, you are all for me
And I’m dying because of you.

The only solution for me,
The only way in which I can live,
Is if you were here with me.

‘Cause you’re killing me so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know you are,
And I feel I’m dying so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know I am.

Or maybe you’re not killing me,
You don’t even know I’m dying
And I’m dying because of your love,
Because you don’t love me,
Your love is for someone else.
I feel so empty without you,
Without your love I’m anything,
I feel like dying if you’re not here with me.

You’re killing me so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know you are,
And I feel I’m dying so slowly, so silently,
That you may not even know I am.




Vale Becker