I’m biting back at the world. Showing no mercy in my approach. I lash out at it with no remorse. My teeth stay sharp. I’m waiting in the thick of it. Tired, but endlessly enamored by the moonlight. I can’t rest anymore. Nothing soothes me like how it used to. And if I already hit the peak of my joy then I’ll thank God for the memories and move on with the monotony. I won’t give in as the world takes and takes and takes. I won’t surrender, but I’ll calm my storms just to float in the shallow end for a while. I’ll come up for air when I feel worthy. -AMT ©️