Attracted to madness
In love with being lost
Hidden, friendless, in a zone creatively relentless
Attracted to solitude
To art
To not defending anything
Considering it all free
To be ripped apart
Attracted to madness
In love with being lost
“Death” I laugh
And they look at me as if I’m mad
As if I’m insane
As if I belong in the psychiatric ward again
Attracted to madness
To fear
Coming closer and closer
To that cosmic pop of the soul
As it’s near
As my cheek presses against its inevitability
Its nature
Its inhuman drive
Its death nonsense –
ohellino 
This was another one of those things I found relatable in that strange and twisted way my mind works. It was nice to know someone has the same perception of death as me and it was really nice to read it in someone elses point of view.
Yeah I like this one too. It takes a nice big picture.