Chaos.
One word to describe what I am.
Not the calm kind of chaos,
But something more destructive,
A living storm, a collapsing star
One that can break you with a single touch.
You call me god
And i say you’re a fool
What god forgets to hold without hurting?
To create without cursing?
A god would be you.
You, who creates life behind his lines,
You, who shines a light brighter than any star.
You, whose smile could stop even the deadliest of storms
You, who has the power to forgive
And when you say anything,
Your ability to bend my will,
It makes me sick.
How can one person hold so much power
Over my fragile heart.
You terrify me
Only because you are capable of breaking me
From chaos i came
And with it i will always remain
The question is, will you stay?
Or will you leave,
Like everyone else?
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 9:47 AM UTC
Chaos.
One word to describe what I am.
Not the calm kind of chaos,
But something more destructive,
A living storm, a collapsing star
One that can break you with a single touch.
You call me god
And i say you’re a fool
What god forgets to hold without hurting?
To create without cursing?
A god would be you.
You, who creates life behind his lines,
You, who shines a light brighter than any star.
You, whose smile could stop even the deadliest of storms
You, who has the power to forgive
And when you say anything,
Your ability to bend my will,
It makes me sick.
How can one person hold so much power
Over my fragile heart.
You terrify me
Only because you are capable of breaking me
From chaos i came
And with it i will always remain
The question is, will you stay?
Or will you leave,
Like everyone else?