The Steady And The Storm

March 14, 2019

I have always been told that i am a steady friend. That i am the calm in the chaos. That i am the quiet among the noise.

I have never felt this way. Ever.

I feel all the storm, all the chaos, all the noise. I fear that I am the embodiment of these things.

Maybe, because I feel the storm so deeply, I am able to take it away from those I love.

Maybe, I am the steady and the storm

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