My life chaotic
As a lightning storm
I never get to pick
Always torn
Breathtakingly beautiful
Yet destructive as death
The wind is cool
As I take a breath
Pouring out like fuel
Devastating megadeath
Feeling smaller then a molecule
Chaos addictive as meth
Nothing more
Nothing less
So tore
Between the worlds mess
And my own core
Better not to stress
My hearts
Beating and beating in my chest
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PoetryThis is a book containing my poems that I have written. It starts back when I was three years old, up until now and each time I write something new I'll be adding it as a new chapter to the book. It takes you through my love, my passions, my thought...
