Chaos. It starts.
You stand there, watching, unable to figure out what's happening. You stand helpless, powerless, without the ability to make any sense of any of this at all. The chaos surrounds you, you are trapped. You are unable to do anything. So you collapse, in hesitant tears you weep. You shout injustice, but no one hears. No one listens. Only chaos embraces you, and only time will tell if you will embrace chaos in return.
Confusion. It lingers.
You question. You argue. Nobody answers. Nobody argues back. You don't know what to think. What is right, you are unable to decide. You are confused. Everything you believed in, everything you thought was the truth, turns out to be an illusion. Your hands shiver and sweat. The headache is getting worse. It is throbbing. You are unable to stop this pain, and you don't know why. Again, you weep, and for what, you are unsure. It is confusion, it blankets you. Confusion, it surrounds you.
Anger. It dominates.
Arson of the heart, you feel the hatred swell inside you. You relish this sinful passion. It empowers you. Your fists clenching, you embrace this profane emotion. Blissful anger, what joy in hatred. What joy in violence. You secretly embrace this spiteful fire. You are exhilarated, almost rejuvenated, by it. You welcome the anger with open arms.
No comments:
Post a Comment