# Poem #52: Chaos

Author: bhscorch1313
Tags: Poetry, chaos, life

#53 of Poetry

A poem about the chaos around us in our lives. Enjoy.

_Chaos_

Butterflies are floating in the dust  
Cringing away from all the pain  
Lying in the dark and lust  
Now all the pleasure must remain

Sometimes waiting is unfair  
Sleeping in with rocks and hell  
Fires swallowing all the air  
All purposes in life tasted well

Hellish creatures move without a sound  
Rolling rythms of our fear  
Spreading hate and pain all around  
The enemy of death lies near

There is something for all to see  
Fleeting hope of pillagers and rape  
Inside our minds we think to free  
From our Chaos there's no escape.

~bhscorch

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