CHAOTIC SEASON
Written by Alana Cheng
It’s so chronic and so beautifully symphonic, in this chaotic season, in all sorts of of ways to everything that I’ve kept together, in all of these days, for as long as I had been able to from the start, despite how many times I have had my world torn so tragically apart, upon this chaotic season, without any reason, but my love for you will never fade, in the chronic pain that has been inflicted to my weary and absolutely fragile soul, amongst this devastating charade, with something so mystical and pitiful, in the toxicity of your poison, of this chaotic season, without any sound of reason, to this very unfortunate situation, without anything around to help wash away my sins, whenever it comes to you, in all that you are, and of all that you’d do, in the scenario of these everlasting winds, even though it’s not good for me to be with you, while looking for a safe harbor of some kind, in the back of my mind, if only I can go back, and quickly press rewind, in this symphonic poison, of this chaotic season, for some kind of reason, to what’s gone into the ways of the wind, of how I’d feel so deeply of how much I have sinned, just to let myself be blown away by the whirlwind tornado that is you, just for me to somehow be gravitated towards you, when running away, was all that I had to do, but I guess that this is what happens, when I’d let myself fall so deeply for you, that I no longer have a sense of what is so genuinely true, in how I really feel about you, when there is no rhyme and no fucking reason, to let myself find clarity in my soul, in this everlastingly tragic and heartbreakingly chaotic season.