Chaos Poem by Joshua Hillard

I was told to be seated,
Battered, bruised, and defeated,
To each as their own,
Swallow sorrow in their pity,

Atonement to be defined,
The right of what is mine,
Stress is God's test,
All properties become aligned,

A becoming sequence of events,
Following I, where I've been,
Misery screams the name,
For these sins I repent,

Lord, these atrocities I reprieve,
For the hope I hope to believe,
This dream within a dream,
It's the love I must receive,

Do you believe what you feel?
The ambition to a realm of real,
Look there, within an inner heart,
Find their Cleric to begin the heal,

There will never be another,
One is lost from each other,
Abysmal chaos too eternal,
Thickened clouds begin to cover,

Acidic rain fills these eyes,
A wholesome life once in disguise,
I am who I am,
Literate words to mean your lies,

For those, light shall never fade,
According memories filled with hate,
Revelations become eradicated,
These challenges arise; for I've made,

Echoes of one true past,
Breached; released at last,
No two beats will follow suit,
Begin the clock for a chance,

Time slowly ticks adjacent,
Can you be patient, or be a patient?
Our soul is the Unseen Realm,
Chaos... I become complacent.