Rampant Chaos

I am a wanton beast, 

travelling across worlds

not meant for me.

worlds

When the sun sets

Tonight , at dusk, I will  leave

When the sun sets, I  shall gather my spirit and scatter my weakness upon the sea. The water is strong and shall soon wash that pain away. I, on the other hand, am weak. Feeble to the  tip of my fingers. Many a times had the sea  splash its salty waters upon  me, and all I did was stand there and weep.

Tonight, at dusk, I shall scream.

When the sun sets,   I will hurl a burning log , a symbol of my rage, upon the sea. I wish I could make it scream, but the sea is strong and I am weak. It will splash it waters at me, and steal a hope from my feet.

Tonight at dusk,  I will leave this world and walk into the sea. I shall walk into the embrace of that which has never failed to notice me.

The sea shall be my final home, but I know that soon after my parting it shall spit me out; it shall hurl my rapidly decaying body upon the beach

And all this shall hopefully happen