Cosmic Chaos

 

 

I felt so vulnerable when young,

A tiny speck in an infinite world.

I felt immortal in my teen years,

Stronger than any challenges hurled.

 

Other people made heartfelt promises,

Professing to share my dreams.

Their baggage of unfulfilled promises

Was bursting at the seams.

 

Time ticked on, I lost pets and family,

Along with friends and memories I buried…

I lost weight as I grew older,

Gaining it back from the grief I carried.

 

I built an emotional suit of armor,

Hoping one day I’d become jaded;

Waking up stronger than ever today…

 I awoke increasingly faded.

 

I noticed when out with friends today,

My aura showed no reflection.

There is no promise to any life,

Offering perfection or protection.