POETRY
Control My Chaos
AVOIDING THE VOID

There’s nowhere to hide
When I spread open wide
And write my words onto the wind
To take the form of their own intent.
Secrets are spoken
Demons awoken
A flame burns bright to blind
Lost of sight, near of mind.
Finding the Guiding
Scribing the Fighting
I am complete when properly encased
Limitless in expanse, unable to waste.