Find chaos in search for peace

Finding peace in the midst of silence has become so surreal, That I often go to my corner of chaos to look for it, Finding none nevertheless, I become silent once again. Love has lost its meaning in these times Or should I say we have added a new word to redefine, Bits and bits, crumbs and crumbs it lies everywhere for me to find. I don't crave for it anymore, like I used to do, That's why I say, love has lost its meaning in these times. From the early bird to the night owl, I know my guests through and through, They wake me up and put me to sleep, Atleast I know they are watching out for me. Or so do I believe or so do I want to believe.