A smile that could melt

     Already this morning so much pressure building
inside of me. Oh just one touch sets me off. This will
definitely be a testing of wills today. Why?

    Burning. Burning. I strive hard to push past it.
Granting a hope to stand clear on the definition of
who I am.

    So forgive me if I am quiet or staring far among
all. I hope this will soon pass.

    Resting here in darkness seems only to enhance
this fire. Usually when I sleep all disappears. Ah how
I had hoped today would cease the tingling, the
sensitivity. Alas no.

    Opening my eyes wider I must put one foot forward
even if it means to drag the rest of the soul. Looking
ahead will help to ease the discomfort of the
situation.

    Onto preparing soul for some spiritual food.
Jehovah I pray you give me the strength to push up
and passed this bump. Soon seeing friends, family
will prove I have survived once more.

   Neutrals become the dressings. Softness is the
torture. Alert and taunt is every fiber of my being. Oh
to have someone give me a quirky smile will melt me.

   Will I be able to stay standing when that does come
to my attention? Oh I pray that I am firmly planted
when a smile hits me.

    So dear friend, dare you smile at me?