The Madness In My Soul

Death brings a lot of sadness- Sometimes that sadness will bring all kinds of madness, madness that will always be in my mind and always stick in my soul, the soul that will always stay hollow, as hollow as the big dark hole.
From the music that I play I think I will be able to survive, to survive the madness inside, the madness that sleeps inside, inside my soul, my big empty hollow soul, but without death who's to say, to say that the madness is in my soul, the soul that is so empty and hollow. 
Without death who can tell , who’s able to tell if I would become the person who I am today... but this person who I am today has a big hollow soul, a hollow soul that laughs, that laughs at the pain that it endures, but my soul is so precarious, so precarious that is wants to hide, it really wants to hides from the people... MY SOUL HIDES INSIDE ME, but I force my soul out, I force it to communicate, and I force my soul to feel these feelings, THESE FEELINGS THAT KILLS ME… but I also just want to hide, to hide with my soul in the dark precarious hole that is not able to be touched by the light, the light that happens to bring satisfaction, satisfaction for the work that everyone does, but I can't find any satisfaction for my work, the work that I put so much time in…