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.