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Breann 7d
You praise the petals — bright, unbruised,
not knowing how the roots once lost their way.
I showed you one, still tangled,
and you turned your gaze — ashamed for me.

Must I always blossom,
always shine like stained-glass grace?
Is the wilt too wild,
too human for your taste?

I crave the chaos —
a glass too full, a night too loud,
a choice I’ll hate come morning,
but one that made me real somehow.

Time slips like wine down linen,
and sorrow is too thick to sip alone.
I want to dance where halos melt,
where saints forget their tone.

Let me live,
not just in your curated light —
but in the aching, messy dusk
where even rebels feel alright.

Will that steal my petals’ worth?
Or prove they bloomed despite the dirt?
This World is FULL OF CHAOS,
IT IS  ABSOLUTELY INSANE,
I plead the BLOOD OF JESUS,
TO PLEASE PROTECT US, IN HIS NAME,
THINGS ARE JUST OUT OF ORDER,
IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE,
The DAYS are GETTING SHORTER,
A WORLD THAT'S FULL of SUSPENSE!!
LIFE is getting HARDER,
CHAOS IS EVERYWHERE,
A WORLD that's FULL of DISORDER,
PEOPLE DOING STUFF WITHOUT A CARE,
YOU REALLY JUST DON'T KNOW,
THERE IS NO WAY OF ESCAPING IT,
IT'S EVERYWHERE WE GO,
LIKE IN THE STREETS, ON THE NEWS,
GIVING US PO FOLKS NOTHING BUT THE BLUES,
SOCIAL MEDIA and the WORLD WIDE WEB,
The CHAOS IS REAL AND ON THIS WE DREAD!!!!


B.R.
Date: 4/18/2025
souletry Apr 19
By the time earth is finished making it’s.   rounds
on all sides of the sun
my brain has already calculated twice a billion ways to stretch myself thin between
the moon and the stars.
I’ll settle for the ambivalence that links
my emotions and the atmosphere;
to submit to the gravity of what the world
could be.
All while knowing who I should be,
I float higher and higher in the opposite direction .
So the empyrean can cradle my chaos,
quietly without judgement.
The only reason I live is for the credible fact
we will all return back into stardust
and be spread out equally between all corners of the sky.
the good ones go if you wait too long.
Izan Almira Apr 13
I found an order in the chaos,
a home inside the rubble
that I had turned my room into.

I hid inside my books,
trying to find somewhere where I belonged
in a place that had never been mine.
Faith Cubitt Mar 31
we were testing every limit we could get our hands on....
it was like we could not survive without chaos.
it was always us dancing in burning building,
threatening the lightning,
coasting that gray line between life and death.
you'd push and I'd pull....
we fought like cats and dogs.
we blamed the world for it's shallow trick's it played on us....
but we were already way off the deep end,
crashing through the surface of everything we wanted to be.
how can you save someone when you thought they were supposed to save you?....
Slugish Mar 28
I stand there,
Your yelling I’m crying.
I contemplate whether I should stay.
My hands are shaking, tears streaming down my face.
We’re lost in the dust of chaos.
You were always drunk.
You survived and you only became worse.
You yell at us for no reason
I wish I could leave
But you keep me trapped in this chaos you
Preventing me from leaving
You were never there
You didn’t help
You make it worse
Your name is Chaos
IM BAAAAACK
Maybe they're right…
Maybe I’m a terrible person
A narcissistic ******* with
Manipulative tendencies
And a giant ego

Breath

Could I be a wolf
Disguised in sheep’s clothing?
Or perhaps a deceptive villain
That became an expert at
Playing the good guy part?

Breath…

What if I’m no better than
My **** father and grandfather?
What if the difference between us
Is merely circumstantial?

Breath!

You know all those dreams
Are never going to happen
Right?!

Breath!!!

It doesn't have to be like this
It could all go away, you know?

Breath, breath, breath

It will go away eventually
But not like this

Breath…
Had another episode last monday... they're becoming more frequent. Happening like every other month.
This piece is not pretty, and writing this was really hard. But it's my best effort in describing the chaotic struggle of trying to push those intrusive thoughts away and getting back the control of my mind.
No mess is fantastic
Lack of respect leads to war
War is horrific, evil and poor
Racism is not chic
Modern slavery is painful
Hate is awful, hurtful and plentiful
There is no justice
They don’t really want peace
Hypocrisy is ubiquitous
Supremacy is senseless
Discrimination is tasteless
Their audacity is obvious
Corruption is rampant
And the economy decadent
This is absolute chaos
The whole thing is a mess
Less than nothing: worthless
Death shall come. Alas
At last to change the formula
That’s karma
Nothing is eternal
Power is ephemeral
Tomorrow is a song
Belonging to no one
I know I’m not wrong
I am addressing everyone
I am talking to the crowd
Without being too loud
Long live Respect and Peace!
Long live Love and Justice!

Copyright © March 2025, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
James Ignotus Mar 19
This, a rarity.
A stolen seashell
From the treasury of chaos,
My solitude.

Fortune favors the bold.
I'll continue to hide
With my stolen treasure,
Until chaos comes to claim.
My small moment of peace and quiet, so rare it feels wrong.
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