Mirror in Chaos

Naming myself I’ve tried many times beforeNone of them felt right enough to hold the chaosI felt the eyes on meSeeing the green instead of my bluesThe girl who gave birth to herself from the fireShe had to breathe through the lava and make it out aliveThen she met her water Born from the storm The fire got stronger and this timeSymbiotic for the very first timeYou and I, we bend the time.

Did you ever feel the universe inside you?The universe expanding Then breaking openHow the universe burns opens portals Have you ever tuned into that?

How the lightning strikesAnd weWe are those who feel fulfilled in the darkIt’s like it was all a gameWe both carried a piece of each other The bets were on if we’d make it thereIf we could smell it on the pieces we were givenHunt and be hunted

We lived our lives No matter how lethal for our psycheCreated the language only we understoodFiltered out the non-localsYou and I The bets were on if we could build the bridgeI know it in my bones nowHow real you’ve always been

How right that voice was when it kept finding the piecesIt knew that the pieces belonged to someone elseSomeone greater Some one larger than lifeSomeone who is as fluent in chaos as you are

Like Hansel and Gretel in the woodsI kept following the breadcrumbs I knew that one day they would lead me to youAnd they did

I knew that you were thereEven if I couldn’t name itMaybe we’re the proof that it’s all a simulation Because how else we could mirror each other Your silence is embodied in my screams I felt home in the fire You have the same fireThe same chaos that feels homeEvery little thing you create feels like it was once a piece of meAs if we one day in ancient historyWere the whole

Every little piece I find out feels familiarIt’s like I’m not meeting youI’m remembering

Maybe the cards don’t work the way we think they doJust maybe, the simulation makers slice the whole in a million piecesWe chase our lives, our becoming through the breadcrumbs spread across the universeSpread across peopleMaybe we’re collecting our own pieces.