I once sought solace in silence.
Meditative and calm. Even in calm...
CHAOS is bred. It is not anything
comprable to interactive chaos.
It is a consuming demon. When you
are left to sit within your own thoughts.
Fighting against your own conscience.
Trying to find in the scales of balance.
Knowledge and instinct. Trying to master
lessons of chosing to do what is right,
to those that have done you so damn wrong!
Forget what words of another hurt, do injustice.
Tearing and breaking you down. For your
own words...way more damaging to self!
