Chaos
The word to describe my current feelings towards myself
I feel like a hurricane
Maybe the south really is the place for me.
I feel like a whirlwind
The heat of desire mixing with the chill of loneliness
So comes the rain with the flood, and my screams.
I can't tell if I have a place
Though I know I have left many places
Searching for something more
(maybe, if I go just a little bit further...).
At least I know I won't find you here
It's only taken years of breaking my own heart to understand
No being can tame the weather
One can only brace, and accept.
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