Dark brooding clouds, suddenly, appear; Trampling the tranquil, euphoric moment. The hushed and shielded feel fades away-- Evanescing into another droopy morning. A thunderstorm--a hurricane, mayhap-- Starts churning, embroiling, gathering; Into a full-blown cataclysmic pandemonium. Rivulets, of bloodlust, commence. A rapid barrage of darklings ensue. The knowing fondle of trauma starts. "'Tis here again," I curse unto myself-- A dwindling emotion lodges deep, within. The enchantment is taken away-- Revealing the dampening certitude. Lunacy is unveiled, serendipitously-- Unbidden, unwelcome; yet, required. The chaos emerges, from the depths, of you. Like a gushing, surging, gurgling inundation; The beleaguering blight is unmasked. Gone, now, is the illusory equanimity, of us. "Domestic Violence And Abuse" #chaos #yqbaba
