We are chaos

We seek to know our brothers, as we seek to know ourselves

And we seek to know our mothers, our fathers and sisters

and our lovers, past, present and those that never were

We define ourselves on these realities,

they forge us, make us who we are

And we learn the pain that comes with it

the pain of loss,

what never was and what could have been

and in time we learn mortality

We fret for the paths we haven’t traveled,

we fret the paths we have

And the past is our ally

Our enemy and our maker

The future holds no meaning

No logic or reason

Because it has yet to happen

and we know that when it does, all that will be left is past

The positives and the things we wish never were

And here I sit, pondering it all

The reasons behind it,

the fate that was given to me

When I realize

There is no meaning, no purpose, no fate

We are chaos, our lives are chaos

And like our mortal bodies,

We and what we leave behind is destined to die,

forgotten