I inhale betrayal just to sedate them.
They look for order, but I am a mayhem.
My head hurts and my bones go brittle.
I chase high emotions, but I feel so little.
There is no reason to die for desire.
Destiny kills even the greatest fires.
I exhale honesty like a swarm of bees,
And they sting everyone my eyes can see.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 