AND THE MADNESS IN BETWEEN

Numb...Maybe Cause I No Longer Prefer To Feel...My Mind Is Blocked By The Indifference Which Holds Me Dear...Or Because The Irrational Concept Of Hapiness Seems So Vague And Shallow In A Material World...Yet Still The Warmth Buzz Inside My Heart Proves I Might Have Hope In The Deep...Not Shared With These Leeches Of Self Indulgence And Fake Egos Which As Baloons Float In The Air Waiting For The Sun To Burn Them Down Into Pieces...My Thoughts Once Played The Icarus Card Yet The Game Didnt Started As It Was Supposed To Be...And Fell Down Into The Ground Winged Burned And With A Sense Of Disorientation And Not Belonging Anymore Into The Loved Ones...Loneliness Shared A Shelter Which Sometimes I Visit As A Loyal Servant...Once I Swore Not Coming Back...But Like An Addict I Rejoice In Tears Of Solitude And Pain...Behold My Agony While You Hail Your Self Esteem Built With Lies And Deception But In The Outside Proud And Fancy Like A New Toy For An Armless Child...My Mind Wanders In The Whirlwinds Of Despair...Still Hasnt Lost Its Sanity Or Maybe It Did And Its Well Disguised Not Even For Me To Know Or Care...Memories Passing By...Memories Of A Distant Future Which Like A Calm Rain Feeds My Face With Peace And Tears...Deja Vu's Best Definition Is To Forsake A Dream In The Middle Of A Vision Of A Desirable Future...And Even Though I Still Wander Trough Words And Concepts Yet Unknown To The Simple Man...I Still Hold With Me The Treasure Of Your Eyes...My Light Guiding Trough The Dark...The Window Of A Pure Heart Is Denying Me A Final Glimpse For Your Eyes To Ease This Anguish...Created By A Dull Fever Or Maybe Is Just A Delirium Caused By The Every Day Sadness Covered By A Dim Light In The Corner Of My Room...Who Knows...Maybe One Day There Will Rise A Valiant Princess Which Could Save This Misery Man From Its Destiny...Created By A Sarcastic God To Give Its Final Mockery To An Envious Race Known As Mankind...The Night Enters And The Light Is Fading Again...As Also The Air I Breathe...Maybe The Rope Is Too Tight? Or Just My Hands Are Choking The Last Remain Of Self Respect? In The Meantime I Leave This Physical World And Join The Desperate Ones...Which As I Will Do Now On...Find The Solution In The Onyrical Realm...Giving Them One Last Dose Of Closure And Relief...And The Madness In Between.