Chaos embodied

I am chaos embodied, I know not the rhythm of stability. All of my life, chaos around me; an inability to organise my thoughts. Movement with breath, a bulwark against the storm. And yet, I do not know what I want… A turbulent path is left in my wake. Broken hearts, storm clouds and rain, and I bet they think I do not feel the pain. Ludacris to think that I wanted it like this; second, no, third chances – insanity.

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