Poems

Born

I was born of chaos and destruction.
I am a sea of storms and swallowed emotions.
I am a tidal wave of heart break and bottom of the bottle pain.
I am the anger in the tornado that ruins everything in it's path.
I am the beauty in the sea of unrest.
I am the strength in the fire that burns houses down to their bones.
I am the dark blue of the storm clouds that everyone avoids on a rainy Sunday.
And I was born with good intentions and ruined with the ill conceived ideas of adults.
I am clinically insane and my body is a road map of the demons who tore me apart from the inside.
I was born with the destruction inside of me, and I will die with the parasite called chaos eating me alive.