Stones.

A moment of perfect clarity, I knew who I was for the first time for a brief moment of time, it was amazing.
A moment to look back and relish.
And reveal in the fact that the world makes sense or made sense.
even if it was for just a moment.

What if illusions are all we get?
What if they are not in fact illusions But just...visions of Clarity?
What if they are the only victory we can have?

The ultimate chemical combustion.

You're still numb, how long till the pain starts ripping bits of your heart?
How long until it burns white hot?
How long before it kills you?
How long until you are reborn A different person, not better or worse than before, just different?
With scars to remind you to think twice before stepping into the fire, and of course you won't. You can't.
You need the pain and the death just to feel alive for a little while, And all the pain in the world won't stop you from hunting for the feeling you felt, before you crashed and burned into the ground.
And dreamt of flying again.

Hello madness.

 Hello madness, how have you been? I missed you.

 Keepin busy man you know me, you?

 The mask keeps slipping, it's becoming harder to keep it together man.

 That's bad, try harder.

 I'am, I'am. How about a new one?

 Can't do man, you know that.

 Should I burn it then? Why? It had everything you wanted, everything you asked for.

 Fuck you man, I know that. But it's slipping man its slipping fast, I can feel it again, I can't have that, not  again. Never again.

 That's what you said the last time, don't fuck with me man.

 How about the new one, in which there's nothing about me? A new completely parallel to what I am.

 That'd mean killing you.

 Exactly. *smiles*.

 I always liked you, you crazy motherfucker!

 Let's go, it's coming again.