Composure
Elegant and dignified
I try to remain
Although extremely hard
When you are killing my brain
Blindsided by the onslaught
It came from out of left field
Words crossed in anger
Like weapons to wield
The accelerant used
To me was unknown
My confidence lost in the flames
I’m now in the danger zone
Regaining my composure
When we are out of sync
Unaware of the cause
Takes me to the brink
To jump off the cliff
Escaping the pain
Is an option considered
Again and again
As if being on the front lines
Of a battleground
How I wish to alight
This merry-go-round
Now tongue-tied
I can only stare
In disbelief
Of what got us here
The war of our words
Escalated to implausible heights
Drained of energy
I surrender the fight
Christine Bolton
In response to the daily Word Prompt: Elegant