Babylon

Pain
Night
Sleep
Fight
Choke
Lay
Eyes
Close
Blind
Fold
The world
The sky
What's left
Won't hide
Don't try
We died
Forever in vain
In constant pain

I'm f*****g right up
My conscious says

The way we fall
And laugh at pain

I question life
Am I going insane

Reviews

[Rene Salinas]

Not sure if I am meant to give the question a stab Cahjli, but I rather try to be emphatic that there is no sign of madness whatsoever to be found in your writing. There would have to be an absolute determination that the external world is a reflection of yours and yours only internal world for someone to start thinking in those terms. Rather what I saw is a vibrant desire to want to discover, to find out, you seem sick of the status - quo and you might want to break from them shackles of discontent.

Madness not on sight

Thankyou

[Jorge Ron]

this could be a hardcore punk song