Chaos

She wanted to spill Her soul onto the pages, To pour on them her very essence by the drop. She wanted to fill each empty line with the vibrancy of her heart. Let it seep through the paper in Multi-coloured ink. Let her soul past, Let it through. Let it twist and move and turn and LEAP From written words. Words written with Emotion, With love With passion With devotion. The picture of A distorted perfection Chaos will follow this Epitome of peace But twisted minds survive The chaos, they strive in it. They breathe it, They live it She F E E L S it, The sense of calm Before a storm, Violent sea waves thrashing against an A S H E N sky. She C R A V E S the chaos, The mosaics built from Broken pieces of Life, From shards of Damaged minds, From slivers of Wounded souls, The flaws of our people Are what make them Whole, The chaotic perfection of their perfect imperfections. She C R A V E S the chaos, The mess, The things broken and stuck together again. She lives for it