insensible resilience

I’m so perfectly perfect I have it all under control My anxiety is running rampant My death will be silent and slow How frigid to feel the breeze on my skin No matter the wind continues to blow I’m stubborn I persist I don’t stop going toe to toe My mind is reeling My heart remains unfeeling I must stop it I continue to grit My fingers hurt from my theatrical shaping My lips raw, trickling pomegranate seeds abating