Is This Hell Or Is This Hell? Poem by Purple 97 Angeline

Sun's rising
Bird's chirping
World's spinning
I'm bleeding

Paltry genesis of the defunct brain
Pathetic soul of me staying sane
Revolving earth of the deadly society
Unravel the ugliness of masked piety
Whining away the deranged spirits
Stuffing the evidences of mortal greeds

Principles and supposition casted aside
Intuitions and clairvoyance committed suicide
Existance is a result of illusion
Pretense is an act of controversion