Chaos
1 min readSep 11, 2019
I am not going to dwell on my fears
nor drown in my own tears
lamentations bubbled up over years
a soul, frozen inside, feeling deeply queer
from love that begets an insanity
driven by the melancholic symphonies
a reminder of failed dreams and burnt destinies
a sequel in which disappointment screams
tight rope, on my neck, forever twisting
within your prolonged absence, I can’t breathe
I just can’t, all is out of of my hands
as we’ve come to this bitter end
I wish I could have ran
before destruction permeated through your plans.
