There, I sit alone
In the empty voided room
Pondering what I could’ve done different
My hands were shaking
My mind was breaking
Such momentum could’ve killed a goddess
I look to the right
Nothing was left
I looked to the left
Nothing felt right
Squinting eyes to my surprise
Was the best choice in my entire life
I saw myself
My pale skin and scalp
My black hair and red eyes
That reflection upon the blackened skies
The day I understood myself torn
I was a monster with many forms
Fear me for I am the chaos
Fear me for i am the storm.