Anxious Poets Society
My world of chaos

I am powerless as I watch my world in turmoil
I try to calm it down
But I am only throwing oil at a fire
I am slowly realizing its end as I see no changes, despite the effort
I close my eyes and try to forget
But it's hard when the air smells of ash
I am cowering as the sound of the flames grow
I cover my ears and try to reason
But the voices inside had died out
I am a husk of myself as I see my world in debris
There were nothing I could do
But sit and watch as it all burns down
I am nothing but darkness as I see the sun set on my horizon
The night fills me with regret
But at least now my world is quiet
Martin Fuhre Petterson is a poet from Norway, who has been writing for the past few years as a therapeutic outlet.
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