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Author: Black Alya Wolf
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama/Spiritual - Reviews: 3 - Published: 08-18-07 - Updated: 08-18-07 - Complete - id:2404433

Chaos

Dizzying madness crushing me,
Fiery rage bursting free.
No thoughts controlled,
Hearts so cold,
As events unfold --
All suffering untold.

Freeze
Your heart's of stone.
Breathe
For faith's unknown.
Speak
No seeker of doubt.
Listen
No soul's devout.

Chaos,
Bringer of storm;
Lo and behold,
Worlds due to transform.

Makeshift feelings,
As though through with life's dealings.
Bearing many a cross,
Torn apart from pain of loss.
Oncoming terrors of number;
For all of potential shall such encumber.

What's sick with worry;
What's feverish in flurry,
Shall treasure unbury?

Sinking to nothingness,
Consumed by great sadness;
One person,
One individual.
Situation worsens,
Mind's lost to chaos.

Chaos,
Bringer of storm;
All once told shall now reform.
Here and now and in this moment,
All that that was, is and could be.

Icy plague's vengeful ascent, broken and bent --
Such massacre of malevolent glee!
Torn and shattered,
Bruised and forgotten
Like life never mattered
Like evil's not really rotten.

Entranced, ensnared,
Captivated and curious;
So much has gone,
True life's impaired.
Chaos and all furious
settle for the dawn
of a second chance.

Cluttered and calm,
Death asked for dance.
Accept for soul,
For sin and Hell.

Sweet temptations,
Such dizzying madness --

Repeats again,
Hope sold for Satan;
Now gone from forever,
For this eternal chaos.

Chaos,
Bringer of storm;
Creator and destroyer,
The birth of all things
Things lured to dance,
Tempted to sell
Selling of the soul;
Extinction of mankind:
Not with a bang,

But with sin's longing whimper.



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