Chaos

I live for chaos,
When those terrifying waves hit 100 feet
And come rushing at me pushed by the wings
Of monsters lost at sea I grin and bear my teeth,
I bury my wet feet into the sand beneath
And prepare my soul for what's about to come.
When the sky turns black from that shiny blue
Obedient storm clouds begin to line,
Begin to crack their knuckles and slap their shields,
Begin to throw sharp lightning from their fingertips...
That war cry that thunders through my bones
Is what keeps me laughing, is what makes me whole..
And I know you said about some quiet port,
But I don't know how to turn this boat around
When there's no more wind...
When the sky is clean of burning stars...
When there is no direction and no sun to guide.
I don't know how to find my way to that fantasy
When there's nothing around to guide me.