Chaos.A Poem by Louise browneDont let you thoughts define you?
There's no silence when i sit alone.
During times of chaos, is when the war begins. Its a war in my mind, which defines who i become. I find silence throughout my battle, but chaos is not far behind. Its starts with a thought And ends with a blade. He acts as a person when things fall, But he's a person that can no longer be tammed, A person that has become a monster. He holds the key to sanity-he holds the blade. © 2013 Louise browne |
Stats
65 Views
Added on March 19, 2013 Last Updated on March 19, 2013 AuthorLouise browneDublin, IrelandAboutMy name is louise and im 17, I've wanted to write since i was tiny, because my life has never really been easy. So i hope you read my stuff :) more..Writing
|