Dreaming of destruction and pondering chaos
I wrestle with keeping it calm.
Desiring the heat of flame and pursuing the dark fumes
I am a diamond cut snow flake.
There is no peace in the heart,
There is no soft to the touch.
Without you, I am everything.
In the barren winter I find inspiration,
In the vast white ordinary I find my color
In the silent night I hear jazz.
In confusion I draw straight lines
In serenity I create a kingdom of noise.
My comfort is not in the sun, my song is not with the wind.
I dance in the stillness.
My beauty is dark like a moonless night.
My charm is in the blizzard.
My complexity is the simplicity of words.