Chaos with Cait

Once, I begged to be chosen. Now, I choose myself; daily.

Dreams rotted in the corners, while silence ate the clock.

He burned the world to prove his fire was real.

A mouth that never closed, swallowing joy until it soured.

Her eyes bled green, turning every garden into ashes.

Hunger draped in silk, devouring without tasting.

She built a throne of mirrors, and bowed only to herself.

Gold in his fists, but the hollowness still howls.

Some days the light is not in the sky, it’s in the way someone says your name like it matters.

They called me strange, like it was a wound to hide, like my angles should be sanded into something smooth, something safe, something...

I wear my strangeness like armor, your conformity could never touch me.

The road will follow the one who dares to lead it.

I see you, the part of you that doesn’t want to be seen, it’s the part I crave most.

She stopped asking where to go, and started becoming the destination.

My soul was never meant to kneel at the altars of greed, where gold outweighs the weight of flesh, and mercy is bartered like scraps....

No words, just the gravity of leaning in. Your mouth, meets mine like it has been years in the making. And suddenly, all of the battles,...

Every boundary I build sounds like a hymn.

In my breath, wildflowers bloom. In my silence, storms are born.

Even silence carries seeds, and hope still grows in places we never water.

I bent. I broke. I bled quiet. Called it kindness. Called it love. Called it mine. But, no is a door. A shield. A spine. No is not cruel,...