Insanity

Its a desert, I search for an oasis but I find none. I see mirages which I see, I feel but doesn't exist, what is it? A rain forest, a night or a day.

Oh it pains me, pains me to death but I don't die. I am in pain, and I love this pain. I want to feel it but I can't feel and this is how I feel. I go out in the sun and curse it, I crawl under my bed and pull over the quilt. I try to converge my world under that quilt, I try to converge all that pain I feel. But I wake up to realise I am dreaming, just find that its a mirage.

I ask him 'do I look like a psycho?' He says 'no, not at all.' But you know what he is lying. I shout right on his face and my voice bounce back from the valley I am looking upon from the top of the cliff. Its a beautiful valley, the smog over the taverns and the fields at the country side and the cattle in the grassland are amazing. I jump off the cliff and fall right on my bed and I fall asleep. All I hear is my breath, my teeth crushing each other, all I hear is dead cold silence all I become is deaf. All I feel is cold, all I feel is pain, all I feel is nothing as I go numb.

I set fire, fuel it with my world that is without you, fuel it with my soul that carve for yours and myself that carved for you, just to make me feel warm, or I will die out in this cold. Death comes to all, strikes us at the right time, it will come to you too. You are no immortal, you're no exception. You'll suffer too, you'll be victimised too, you'll die too. Do you know why? Well I don't know too. Let's just go to sleep for now. Let's just get back to dreams for now, and die for the moment.