madness...

We breathe in and out like the ocean tide
a wise man once told me to stay in alone and hide
face the deamons that are inside
I fight my mind to stay in silence
I fight the worlds noise
finding my peace and balance
in my dark room i sit
and this is where I learn the magic...
that I can take with me into the madness
to help me to stay calm
a sheild against the madness
people change there faces
scared to become old
the insecuruties they must hold
deep inside
the society has clouded their outlook
there should be peace
instead the world seems to be shook
yet the gods play the evil music
that beholds such trauma
is it confusion that we possess?
Or are we experiencing our karma
or have we all become slaves to this
his evil ways