I am madness and chaos.
I am waves breaking
against the sand.
Violently thrashing
and receding,
swirling into an abyss
of nothing,
my arms flailing
as I go under.
My body
and my very being
Is Wanting
Begging
to be thrown something
to hold onto
but my arms come up
and my hands
are Empty Handed.
Sometimes I am scared
I am impossible
to Love.
I am awake in the dead of night
holding myself
trying not to fall apart
with every breath I take
because I see
the looks on people’s faces
when they behold the nightmare
that is myself.
Making cities crumble,
Making bodies tremble,
Washing away all color,
Bringing destruction
In my wake.
But they never stick around.
They never stick around to see
the sunlight pour
through my palms,
the warmth touch
the faces of the people,
they never stick around
to see an arch of color,
from red to blue to purple,
bathing the world
with Beauty
and the unrelenting
Love
I have
To give.
