Chaotic

poem by: Dakota Iris
Written on Jan 21, 2020

I am chaotic,
An indescribable mess of highs and lows.
Smiles and laughs,
screams and cries.
My skin tells my stories.
Angel kisses and imperfect pores.
freckles and scars.
Love and lashes.
My skin is a page, my mind is the book.
A life of history, of stars and sparkles. light and rainbows, puppies and princesses.
A life of pain, screams, cries, cuts and burns. covered in sleeves of sadness, anger, hate and rage.
I am chaotic, a time traveler, one day im here, in this beautiful present, tied in a bow of darkness.
and the next, im years in the past. Swallowed in screams. Tears, terror, emptiness, a whirl of suicidal mess. blood and rash, bruises and scraped, all wrapped up in beautiful pink lace. 
I am the stars
I am the present, and the past.
i am history,
I am memories 
I am Chaotic.

 

Tags: Anger, Metaphor, Depressing, Dark, Hate, Fear, Weird, Deep,

 

 

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