You look so calm

You look so calm, she said

Thank you, i replied

How do i tell her;

there is a storm brewing inside me

shards of glass beneath my skin.

My heart, a boiling pot.

My head, a dormant volcano.

My eyes, brewing a hurricane.

My fingers, cold as ice.

My toes, prickly spines.

My skin, scattered embers.

Blood in my veins,

a roaring river.

My soul, torn to shreds.

And me, 

numb from pain.

Yet,

you look so calm,

she said.