I can't trust the fall.
I have learned to lean into the unknown
And let it sweep me in its undercurrents
Am I lost
Or just finding my way?
•
I like chaos
And its promise of unknown
But sometimes its disorder
Its misalignment
Is so intoxicating
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I breathe spice
fear
And suddenly I can't hear
This black light is painful
And reveals my monsters within,
My lack of stability.
•
When chaos calls
My reasoning stalls
It is because of this irrationality
That I can't trust the fall.
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02.12.22
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A Diary of Soul (Unedited Version)
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