Chaos, Panic And Disorder

Chaos,
I began having mental blanks
Whenever I was around you,
You were a fully-fledged art gallery,
And you could make my bed warm, but
You’ve become an item of subterfuge,
You’re no longer subservient,
With your complaints and murmurs,
You’ve eroded my morale to love,
Aggressive like desert sun,
You don’t understand our situation,
Just quarrelling, your work is done…

Panic,
Your responses make me freak out,
It’s like punishment in Hague,
I know the door is open but outside is full of turbulence,
Our bond has become a chasm,
Every conversation points out arguments,
Waves have changed their pattern, I can’t believe
I’m frightened, I have chosen silence, prettiest voice
For greatest arguments,
I tremble our empire has crumbled.

Disorder,
If death was a better place,
I’d build my castles in purgatory,
Life brewed on substance
My echo, your shadow
We dance on disgrace…

Chaos, Panic, and Disorder
Your work is done,
You can leave for good.
I hope your bees get stuck on the spider Web.