desperation dissolving to a subtle form of acceptance
composure regained and forced open
a stoic stance unfaltering
like a staue cold and still
I stand
wavering not
even with the strongest gust of absolution
absolve my hope not a bit
leave me strong and distant
a star I am at the core
glowing
burning
surrounded by cold
intensely warm within
an inferno
a furnace
fiery with want and need
all so unresolved