RedRavenPoems

A gentle breathe, a simple pace

Are the things I love the most.

Just the quiet times when I can be me

Gazing towards the skies and into eternity.

Yet does it last, will it survive?

Rarely, for in chaos I seem to thrive.

Screaming, yelling, wildly rushing

Spinning this way and that, head aching and bursting.

The sounds, the sights, they destroy the peace

Shatter the mood, break the walls down

Turn my reflective smile into a fierce frown.

I fall flat upon the ground

As the chaos comes back, with a vengeful sound.

I seek the peace, but lose it at once

Mocked and ridiculed for the way I act

For refusing to be normal, as they say, facing the facts.

No thanks I’d rather move beyond that.

In the end, my peace is gone

Yet still I struggle, strive for the goal

It’s the only thing I truly know.