Poem -

Chaos

Chaos

I am the human form of chaos,
My other emotions dampened.
I am to be feared.
I'm like a blunt blade re-sharpened.
Perfect when I'm calm,
Destructive when I'm not.
It's unlucky I'm never calm,
My stomach's always in knots.
I'm never at peace,
In a war with my own mind,
The hostility is too much,
It'll take years to unwind.
Maybe when I shut my eyes,
One last time.
Maybe then I'll be ok,
Escape my begrimed mind.

 

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