I have a million thoughts but no words to share.

the job of the artist
is to be
luminous and dangerous

luminous to others
by being
dangerous to themselves

when the words are ripped from the chest,
atmosphere disbursed by the body’s projectile messes,
starburst fireworks,
luminous and dangerous,
luminating the shared night,
laminating your truths,
in poems disguised

and so the job,
our work,
begins

It is what?
What it is.
He is what?
What he is.
She is what?
What she is.
They are what?
What they are.
You are what?
What you are.
We are what?
What we are.
I am what?
What I am.
What am I?
What I am.

[1]
Born from the darkness,
Came from all the agony,
And came to take life.

[2]
Chaos, the name he bears
Written with all shed blood.
That is his name
Who everybody fears.

[3]
His tower of pain
And throne of suffering.
His diadem of greed
With the cape of misfortune.

[4]
What is wanted to exhume
Is what he entombs.
What is to forget?
Is what he reminisces.

[5]
Oh the woe to take
Is the pleasure he seeks.
Even the courageous
Cowards up bring.

[6]
These shackles
These walls
These shards
These thorns

[7]
These are the things
That I should overthrow.
Yet!
Yet I cannot.

[8]
For even the deity that I have
For pure goodwill
The deity that I have
Are all against his will?

[9]
For I am the opposite
I am the good
I am the benevolent
I am the enemy

[10]
I, his enemy
Though benevolent
Though righteous


[11]
I, his enemy
Though honest
Though pure

[12]
I, the enemy
Have fallen in love

[13]
To the one who caused pain?
The one who's ecstatic in wars
Attached to bloodshed
Rules ruthlessly over unforgiven souls

[14]
I fell in love
Yet I have to win
He fell in love
Do I need to win?

[15]
We are opposites
Living the opposites
Opposites that fell in love
Yet one must win

[16]
He is Chaos
And I am Concord
Both to act
How we should act
Both to think
How we should think

[17]
I fell in love
Yet I have to stop
To where I should just be

[18]
He is in love
But has to stop
To where that he should be

[19]
And though pain and suffering,
Would still be consistent,
Good will be there
To make even a little difference

[20]
But I won't win
Nor he will win
Not I to rule
Nor he to rule


[21]
For even Chaos
Only causes chaos
And I, Concord
Would only cause concord

[22]
Both won't be in existence
If one overthrows the other.
Both won't be in existence
If one isn't meant for the other.