I live with a fear that slowly burns Of the discord that swells within those I love Made suppressed until a high tide Splashes the serene coast. This is denial. I am so easily disrupted At the turn of wind from sweet to slapping, The soft dole of a grey sky cracked by lightning, Your melted honey-brown eyes snapping to black β I donβt even know how to ask, just stumble back aghast, My sweet little receptors blasted β