Inevitably
commotion and disruption have to exist:
chaos needs to take over
and precede tranquility
all beauty stems from a beast.
Inadvertently
I brough chaos upon my life
by summoning
your ghostly presence
from the sleeping past
but you decided to commit the crime of theft:
you took my own tranquility elsewhere
hence there is no right
to where I am now left.
Ideally
I will wait quietly for 27 years
Just like you waited quietly
27 years before.
I will be patient
even though I suffer immensely
and long desperately
for more.
Ideally
You will return,
bring chaos back,
and thrust my rotten peace
with your shining silver spear.
Gratefully
I will welcome
the pain and insecurity,
and despise tranquility itself
just as long
as you stay here.
