My blood boils as the world burns.
I placed my withered lips into a thin line,
dark eyes blazing, an edge lined to my voice.
Living in a time I barely recognize.

Tranquility swelters,

trying to carry the conversation but my
fractured ego dances in and out of this body
as they dig their hatred into my skin.
I lost myself all over again,
a battered shield in my arms,
skin throbbing with heat.