Poetry ~ The Fog

Fog fills her head rendering her numb

there is nothing to feel, see or hear

save the rumbling chorus of the half dead

mutants crouched behind dumpsters

sheltered under blankets in doorways

hidden in plain sight

the unseen fog-filled beings of the night

a foreshadowing of a zombie apocalypse

induced by greed; sustained through apathy

by day the world is too loud, too bright

she cannot control the chaos in her head

she must find the fog to smother her thoughts

swallow the light and muffle the noise

her heart is filled with dread

she cannot force a smile

or look you in the eye

only through her light

burning inside

can she confront

the fog

that is taking

her life

This poem is dedicated to all the lost souls battling addiction. May you find your light❤️

Poetry ~ Chaos

 
Chaos took me by the hand
and danced me on the floor.
He pulled me close, held me tight
and then I heard him ROAR!
 
He spun me round his finger –
I couldn’t catch my breath.
I felt my body spiraling
down the dark abyss of death!
 
And then, he whispered in my ear
that he alone was first,
he came before all other gods,
he came before the earth!
 
He drew the darkness from my soul
into his primal void
and filled me with a lust for life
to conquer and destroy!
 
Masterful at mayhem;
he’s too alluring to ignore.
All I ever want from him
is more, and more and MORE!
 
And with a wicked grin,
he brings my soul to heed.
My love affair with Chaos
has brought me to my knees!
 
With a random sense of timing,
he splits my world in half,
beyond the smoke and mirrors
I hear the devil’s laugh!

I’ve tempted fate with Chaos,
he knows me all too well,
if our love affair continues
I am going straight to hell!
 
One last dance with my lover,
as Chaos promises to leave
and in the midst of our goodbyes
I promise not to grieve!
 
Oh, let’s not pretend it’s over,
Chaos knows I’m wanting more
and he’ll be waiting in the mirror
when I’m ready to explore!
 
But know this!
 
There is one demon of this world
with whom I shall not dance –
that dreaded devil – BOREDOM!
who leaves me in a trance!
 
No sooner had I said it,
when Chaos slapped me cold
reminding me I’d summoned him
to battle the devil’s soul!
 
Ah yes, I had forgotten
in the fog of our affair
that I alone created Chaos
in a moment of despair!
 
He’s my triumphant warrior
having cast the devil down
but a heavy price I’ve had to pay
as the darkness closes round!
 
And so, the battle rages on
between the devils and the gods
all creatures of my making,
but Chaos beat the odds.