I’ve known chaos.

She lingers in my chest each night.

She knows me, inside and out.

In my childhood,

My adulthood,

And my career.

School felt safer than home,

Love felt dangerous,

And sirens surround the sick.

But what happens when I can’t sense her tingling on the back of my neck?

It brings a sense of unease.

All that I’ve known is how to live fast.

Recklessly.

And yet…

A gentle embrace,

A calm kind of love,

The one I’ve yearned for,

And continue to crave each day,

Feels unnerving.

~K.