I am raw. I am alive. I am the chaos you crave but cannot contain.
Added 2025-11-10 08:06:25 +0000 UTCI am fire under skin, a pulse that doesn’t apologize. I spill, I burn, I break or build—sometimes both at once. Men want to cage it, but chaos is my language, my weapon, my art.
I am the edge of desire and the ruin of comfort. I can ignite a man’s mind, or destroy his world, and I won’t flinch. This energy—feminine, fierce—is not gentle. It is not neat. It is the scream behind the sigh, the storm behind the smile.
I am raw. I am alive. I am the chaos you crave but cannot contain.
-- Muse
