She's made up of all the right mixture of chaos and beauty
She inhales all the dark and the light
Her steps are as soft as rose
and as strong as it's roots

She's made up of all the right mixture of rights and wrongs
She reasons with the storm within herself
Her voice is as soothing as the wind's blow
and as strong as the tornado

She's made up of all the right mixture of love and lust
She seduces the strongest of men
Her vision is as tempting as hot chocolate with marshmallow on a winter night
and as calming as a mother Bear's hug

It's a chaos.
They rumble and jumble inside me.
Something's throwin',
Something's turnin'.

I plead.
It's breaking.
Deep breathing.
Can you please stop?!

Be quiet.
Stay still,
Or hold me atleast.
Please help me gain peace...

I just want serenity,
A cup of calming tea,
Phrases to keep,
And a good night sleep.

If I were to say
about my day
There need only three words
And three words only


Such an outburst of profanity,
but they keep me away from insanity


So if you ask me "How was your day?",
there'd only be three words for me to say;


Holy

    Moly

        Guacamole :D

I see the waves
as I close my eyes,
calming me down,
whispering in the air
That the flowers that once were wilted
Are now bathing in the sun,
slowly rising again.

- The waves before your wrist.

The feeling of loneliness is slowly crawling back up my spine,
to my brain, down to my heart,
about my legs, on down to my toes and
back around again. A viscous cycle.
Cruel?
I think not!
Over, never.
Round & round I go, till it gets tired.



Or I eventually go numb.