I am not coming "and I might be dying"
but I will leave indeed some writing

I am dying
listening to La Zowi
I am eating myself up
I can't bear up that fate again,
no, God!

I can't live without love no more
Without that holy shaking no more
I don't want to live away from God no more!

Obsessed little ****
because I never knew you much!

**** your god if he tells you "no"
so angry because I can't come!

I am speechless
like one is when dying
I am motionless, I am rotting
all of a sudden, couldn't see it coming

I am empty and filled with noises
I am yearning for something
which hasn't escaped so long ago
how can I catch it, and have it once more?
Listen to your words, teacher,
like pagan scripture
ah, are you that somebody?
I am that somebody.