Chaos is at the very center of this universe
I felt it diving with so much vengeance
as if coming to avenge vows not kept
and with it I have had so much experience
at the very core of chaos I found my strangeness.
My eyes are fixed on a distant nothing
eyes wide and alert like those of an owl
my gaze sharp as if with a sinister calculation
as I feel the thinnest sounds of misery fading
instinctively replaced by sweet desperate longings of my immortal soul.
The sounds of chaos carry all the haunting melodies
with eyes as cold with cruelty as time
chaos left the defenseless suffocating under the weight of despair
with the stabbing reality of how wrong things are
rendering hearts bitter with recognition for lost promises.
But midst these trees grim as mourners
and with the silvered stiletto of light softly calling
I…
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