What am I willing to lose?
Am I willing
to lose you?
Am I willing
to lose the home
I’ve had for so many years?
Am I willing
to lose
myself?

I say the words
That may or may not help me
I say the names
That may or may not be heard.
I cry the daily tears
That may or may not heal me
And gather up the strength
To face another day of pain
Without a bird outside my window.
         ljm

De Moivres theorem, on the projector.
my imagination whirs, my own protector.
Emotions consume, they stop me trying.
How then could I fail? The goal denying.

For so long, my life was nothing but chaos.
Fighting many storms at once, never being able to rest.

Living in constant stress, never coming down.

For the longest time, that just felt like life,
And I didn’t think the chaos would end.

So, I embraced the chaos and found my power within it.

I learned to live within the hurricane of life…
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Now,  it seems, the chaos has slowed,
The storms have dispersed,

I bloomed, despite the pressure…

I have found peace in the chaos

This was my ChaosBloom.