It is then when the madness fades
when I sit silent for too long,
that all of the pain,
the abuse,
loss,
lonliness of never being truly loved
leaks from my eyes.
Moistened cheeks burn red with humility
for ever being such a fool.
Toothless fool with no bite.
Loveless fool with no safe place
other than
a bottomless bottle.
This is why I am chaos.