The Winds of Chaos

As tears fall upon the page, smearing the ink
that puts my thoughts to words,
they become the ink
and the words start to all run together
They become blurred
and order becomes chaos
and chaos attracts a dark energy
and more of this dark energy comes
because of the attraction of chaos
It creates a wind that spirals out of control
And the winds of chaos
leave a path of destruction
obliterating everything in its path
and in its wake, there is nothing
nothing to return to
nothing to regain
And the winds of chaos grow stronger
as they consume all that is possible
and they grow, and they grow
until they have fed on everything
that is possible, leaving nothing

The loneliest place,,, ever