Breached
My sanctuary has been breached.
Its walls are trembling witih betrayal.
And the sun's rays evaporate, leaving me alone.
It is no longer safe here, I must leave...but where?
The attack will replay within my head wherever I go.
There is no escaping the volley of shards taht piered my flesh,
the sound of glass breaking through my carefully constructed shield.
But it wasn't enough. There was a chink in my armor;
One that slipped beneath my ever guarded gaze.
Even I, who pride myself on necessary indifference,
Fell from the brutal force of the unexpected storm.
Oh, I shall live.
Time is all I need:
To rebuild its walls, stronger than ever before,
To shake hands with the victor; a smile plastered on my face.
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