Chaos Tears

A brief poem with an interesting rhythm.

Standing silent
Ever watching
Outside in and
Inside out
Words are spinning
Tilt-a-Whirl
Around my head
Chaos theory
Here in motion
Revolution
Hand in hand
With every sound
Riot
Revolt
Accept
The unknown
Reject normalicy
Call for help
When your soul
Slips away
Into a void
Of conflicted
Emotion
Devotion
To a hopeless
Case of broken
People sick
With want
And fear of tears
For crying
Gets you nothing.

The End

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