Hinnant

Chaos In My Head

Chaos abounds, I see the clowns, tempest all around.

Heal the pain, take off the chain, before I go insane!

Can I scream, at the scheme, this must be a dream?

Enough with lies, they swam like flies, but it only brings sighs.

We want it to cease, to have a release, but will that bring peace?

Chaos in my head, body like lead, soul? Dead.

Stop! Drop!

End.

Comments2

  • Poetic Dan

    Many days and moments like this, yet tomorrow always exists!

    Inspirational stuff, thanks for sharing
    Much peace and respect

  • Goldfinch60

    That release will always bring peace, may it be with you.

    Andy



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