Fine. Ok. Let's stop. Let's cease it.
Let us walk against the wind.
"Life is good now." Really? Is it?
I can see that you have grinned.
Question your hard-working conscience
What's to be and who's to blame.
Does it answer with emotions?
Has it called you a bad name?
Question hands. Do they miss touches,
Filled with passion that you give?
Does your body miss the raptures?
Does it want at all to live?
Now let's ask the heart. Be honest!
Does it want to be awake?
Does it want to beat its strongest
Or it wants to feel a fake?
Are you happy with the tumour
That you're raising in your head?
Conscience speaks a lot of humour.
Laugh at it and share my bed!