Having lived a life of drama and chaos
I am no longer comfortable unless
In the middle of a personal meltdown
crushed under the weight of events
when my mind has shut down
creativity raises its heavy hand
grasps me by my scarred throat
and my writing improves
and when life forgives me
even while i am happy and thankful
the keen edge is dulled and rusted
rejuvenation comes with chaos
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