De Moivres theorem, on the projector.
my imagination whirs, my own protector.
Emotions consume, they stop me trying.
How then could I fail? The goal denying.

For so long, my life was nothing but chaos.
Fighting many storms at once, never being able to rest.

Living in constant stress, never coming down.

For the longest time, that just felt like life,
And I didn’t think the chaos would end.

So, I embraced the chaos and found my power within it.

I learned to live within the hurricane of life…
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Now,  it seems, the chaos has slowed,
The storms have dispersed,

I bloomed, despite the pressure…

I have found peace in the chaos

This was my ChaosBloom.

Instead of dangling
in
the wind
All they needed
was
some scope
and
a
fair amount
of
rope
?

My dreams are my minds release,
nightmares are my cage,
I am usually locked up.