Destruction, pain, chaos, confusion,
that's what I create.
I destroy everything I touch,
I can't control it.
People look at me, scared.
They're frightened of me,
me.
When I'm the one who's terrified,
who's scared.
I'm scared of myself,
I'm scared of what I will do,
Because that's all I can do.
YOU ARE READING
lightning
Poetry"flashes of lightning they light up the hills visible only for a moment briefly beautiful before being engulfed once again by the storm" _ poetry book
