Beauty in chaos

Wallis May Streete
1 min readSep 2, 2020

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Photo by peter mantice on Unsplash

I was born into existence,

Placed among vague anonymity,

Disguised in algorithms of hope and fear,

I am a world of my own,

Extracted from the truth and forced into lies,

Life comes into my dying soul,

Giving rest to my tired bones.

Oh this world, this imperfect paradise

Who tosses and turns with no end in sight,

I want to believe in all that is good,

Bring down the curtains of uncertainty,

Caress the pain of bleeding hearts

Let them know of the beauty that is love.

Troubles burden my human mind,

Painted in memories and divided by time,

Our moments are fleeting,

Remembered forever,

Interlaced with emotions,

Composed under a vast universe

Of the infinite equation.

Who am I?

A human train journeying through time,

Watching life pass me by,

I want to believe that change is possible,

Give me strength to achieve the unthinkable.

We are all beautiful,

Drawn with insecurities,

Armed with broken words,

Laden with thoughts,

We are all beauty in chaos.

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Wallis May Streete
Wallis May Streete

Written by Wallis May Streete

Mother of three. Freelance writer. Poet. Lyricist. Dreamer. “We are all a little bit lost, a little bit broken. Travelling through this journey called life".

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