Chaos Manifest

Can you not see that I know how fucked up I am, do not all my actions show me protecting the innocent from the chaos that's in my general makeup? I'll push everyone away if I have to, especially the ones that no longer reach for me when they find me in a darkened corner, begging for a short reprieve.  Those that make me feel I no longer deserve their love, but still expect it from me will find it much harder to squeeze blood from an empty shell. They will never realize that they aren't the only ones hurting, it's apparent they have numbed themselves against my suffering. I have attempted many times to balance my nature with my mundanity, but it leads to nothing but pain and misunderstanding. I am chaos reborn, I will revel in it and I will live the way the currents take me.

Laughing Gods Pt. 2

Crawl into my soul and find safe harbor

My beautiful beast

Dance with me through fire

Embrace what you are and fret no more

We are here together

Hand in hand we'll endure

At each others backs

Through darkness and the mundane

Traveling through shadows bleak

Finding triumph from our struggle

Howling at the moon

Righting what has wronged us

We will reign o'er the abyss.

Laughing Gods Pt. 1

Feral beast and scaly sinew full of teeth

Meet halfway and greet with a growl

Circling, circling, circling…

Both sit in silence, stoically calculating.

One is full of thorns,

The other frost-cursed.

They mirror each other's scars

Their thoughts meet in the middle

They intertwine.

The scaled one soothes the curse

And the feral pulls the thorns from the other's hide…

One by one.

Thread the Needle

Scatter to the four winds and let it fade

The web shakes and shatters

Restructure it through careful weaving

This is not the same.

New patterns that form

Must be considered

Dragon-worker…

Light the balefires..

Signal in the blackness

Pull down the stars and spin them

Hundred points of light

Formed by a steady hand.

Motes

(WIP)

Address the lack of balanced humours
As they war for dominance
Transmogrification unavailable
Without the proper elements

Creating gold from...
Creating anything...
This is not a simple recipe

I'm a horrible alchemist
With an oroborous attached
Seraph save me from this plane
Laws of attraction playing games

It's still failing
Continue along the path
A little further to the left...

Quest Turn In (Where the fuck is the npc?)

Navigating this plane of existence
With a broken compass that only points west
The way forward blocked by fog of war.

Ascend past struggle, ascend past the lack
The lack of compassion, of real raw eye to eye.
Every day loss of motivation, every step a step back...

How can we forge ahead?
Figureheads locked in a daily battle
Wandering without aim, trying to find home.

Can we have a shred of proof
That our methods aren't madness?
When does it end for a life to begin?

Inner Monologue Part One

This is the part where you fuck it all up.

Hey you, voice, you get out of here right now, I will not! I...think it may be the right thing this time!

Yeah, but you're not enough. Especially not enough for that.

I can do it, I have enough heart left...if not more than I had before..I know what I want
now.  I...I have enough to give...someone will want me the way I want them and...

Yeah and then you wake up from that dream. -echoing laughter-

I am enough. If I am not, then it is not me, it is them.  I will not tolerate this pain overtaking my happiness, now go!

I'll be back.