Beyond the Wall of Sanity
Crystals, water, breathe... Walls, immortal, people... Blowing, Lion... Surviving in hell... Please, talk to me! Twist! Please, let me listen to your breathe... Shoot! Knowing, going, showing... Maybe I already did it? Beyond the wall of sanity, Breathing, living, understanding... I know where is my grave... Where? I will not say, It's under rain... Are you sane?... Brick to brick, Link to link, Just try to think... Maybe I already did it? I'm breathing... Burning wall of sanity... Rainbows under it... Maybe I already did it? Am I living? Am I real? Maybe I already went to other side? Or maybe I couldn't try?
Написал я это произведение вдохновившись от одной лишь своей мысли, про стену "нормальности", с одной стороный психоз, с другой жалкая, бессмысленная "нормальность".