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Bundle of Chaos

deep deep down aren't we just all...

By T. LichtPublished about a month ago 1 min read

She was a bundle of chaos

Tied with a frayed bow on top

You knew it because of the bulges

Yet still opted for it

Then you set it against your chest

Felt the aches and pains and agony

Through the thin fabric

As if the bulging being of bedlam

Was inside of you

And then that wasn’t even enough

When your eyes were so red

And you wondered if it was ever white

When your heart felt so hurt

And you wondered if it ever felt wonderful

You opened the frayed bow

And let it all tumble out

Messy and muddled and manic

It tumbled and toppled and stumbled

Across the surface of your bones

Into the hollows of your marrow

and the crevasses of each cell

Until you thought you’d burst from the pain

And then you go numb

Numb with reverberating silence

That beats like the heart you can’t feel

And you question if your still alive

And then wish you weren’t

Wish you didn’t open

The bundle of chaos

The bundle of chaos

Which was her….

Let me know your opinion. It matters.


About the Creator

T. Licht

I have a love for words and a love to share them.

Well then, enjoy and thank you for taking the time to read this and maybe if you want subscribe;)

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