My Beautiful Disturbance
I feel it start
Beneath my skin it begins
The distressing flame ignites
How long it lasts depends
As my anger starts to bite
I feel the rush again
An ache just under my heart
Creates a wound that’s open
A sadness fills up the hole
Only know that it won’t win
Seems that chaos is its goal
Leading me down in a spin
All of this and all of you
Take a risk and find it anew
This thing so great, so destructive
My one becoming two
This beautiful disturbance is you.
Copyright © Aimee Mazzone | Year Posted 2009
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