The Sky Is Red

The sky is red again

Uncontrollable impulses coming my way

Stripped of all logic sense

My head feels so dense

Falling down an endless shaft

Submission, giving way at last

Feeling shot and depraved

The rage is all that's left

Is there any chance of recreation?

Of what I used to be

A wire

Around my sanity

Fire

Is the only force inside me

A wire

Applying pressure on me

Fire

Only feeling left inside me

Trapped inside the flames

With no chance of escape

My own little parallel universe