Eggshells
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1 min readAug 16, 2018
Like a steamroller approaching in slow motion,
the warning clear; undisputed,
suspense builds.
*
Balled fists ready like rockets,
the slightest sneer;
a remark unjust,
the result already known.
*
Your power creates a cloud,
covering planets;
the darkness ensues,
breaking point is seen and feared.
*
The eggshells are not crushed around you,
they are kept perfectly in place;
always at my detriment,
never yours.
*
Alone,
my tears fall whilst self-doubt creeps in;
my own being,
questioned.
*
I lie in wait.
