Beauty beneath the chaos,

An intrigue that intrudes my thoughts.

Dingy thoughts dumped in my head

By the dreadful sights of desolate.

A rude awakening, but the realistic one.

Too fragile I am but have no defence

Against the forlorn realm taking over.

Yet these unresolved conflicts and mental anguish,

Never failed to liberate the ripples

Which set me scribbling this absurd malice.