
I am in love with Chaos.
She caresses me as a lover would
With broken promises
With unhealed distances
She whispers to me that I am free
Sings to me about happy anarchy
I am in love with Strife.
He angers me as a father does
With critiquing actions
With absence of compassion
He tells me that I am vengeful
Proclaims that I am self-centered
I am in love with Darkness.
They seduce me as a stranger would
With blind attraction
With fated interactions
They murmur how I can be a shadow
Beg me to crawl to the gallows
I am in love with Ruin.
They entice me as a tower does
With a way down to measure
With wax poured on feathers
And as Icarus screams into the sun
I speak softly to myself, "jump"
About the Creator
SP
Amateur poet.
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