Change

 

my one consistency in life was change.

an abrupt euphoria but, 

like an electric shock surged through

my body.

overwhelming sadness that

thickened the air and tightened 

my throat.

like an irrational anxiety over

a misplaced towel drowned 

my mind.

an erratic impulse

shredded my trust and battered 

my love.

my fear outweighed the right decision, 

when change and chaos were comfort 

left cheek turned on the right decision.

fear overtook me like a possessor 

all my logic went out the door,

consequences were no longer in sight.

my one consistency in life was change;

funny how comfort can kill.

the right decision was overlooked as 

i strolled through the dimly lit, midnight street.

you dreaming soundly of

the day of white and pink and blue

not knowing black would unfold onto you.

no thought to the effect i was causing 

no thought to the reactions of my actions.

still,

consistent change created comfortability   

like,

waking up as a child in your parents bed 

or,

laying embraced with the one you love

but, 

it wasn't worth the chase

wasn't worth the hunt

wasn't worth the destruction

of the glass city smashed to the ground in a single step.