Analysis of Languid

Tears drop to the core of my heart
Changing how my blood flows
It is beginning to start
Affecting my life if it stays or goes

Languid soul lacks vitality
No longer a force or reason to live
Lacking inspiration to write poetry
I haven't another poem to give

But if an Angel or a muse
Should arrive to rekindle my spirit
There wouldn't be any excuse
To remove les larmes dans mon coeur s'il vous plaît