Complications arise and settle.
Chaos ensues as it sees the peace.

Working for a greater goal, when other goals could be met.
Chaos makes the goals into hard choices.

To be at peace with hard choices is to lie to oneself.
Chaos lurking over you just waiting for you to relax.

What good is love when you must suffer through so much?
Chaos is the one always there to put you down.

Just breathing the fresh air of a new life.
Chaos will surely be there soon.

Distance is both a cushion and a burden.
Chaos makes you its throne.