Chaotic Children

A story of two broken people.

Her smile fades,

as she plays in darkness.

I wish I brought shades

to hide your harshness.

We are not good together.

I see the twinkle in our eyes,

the fire and pain in our hearts.

You were my skies;

Stormy, clear, and wonderous start.

We swirl in chaos

Trying to heal each other,

lying in the marshes of moss.

Are we a lesson?

Were we meant to be companions

or just an expression.

Confusion lies in wait

while signs of the wild say it all.

Emotions fly,

directionless and random.

we collide instead

of mending together.

In the end we kill each other

as chaotic children.