blessed with beauty and rage

This is too intense

This is too much

"you're too reckless, too messed up"

irrational

emotional

dysfunctional

Will I ever get it right?

This heart of mine

is fight or flight

only opens

when it is broken-

by then it’s far too late

they’re fed up with all the games

looking danger right in the face

and kissing it goodnight

we don’t say goodbye

we say “i’ll see you on the flip side”

i always crawl back

to the one constant i’ve never lacked

chaos and i share a flame

i’d take its last name if a promise was made

but chaos only exists if i want it to

and im afraid i don’t have the right attitude

for change

-g.m.t