Tumultuous

Rays of golden light refracting and
bending; radiating brightly.

A million-watt personality able to
illuminate and blister concurrently.

A corner of darkness-

Elusive to virtuosity, filled with
creeping abonormalities branded
by the emanation.

Pent up frustration waiting on that light
to flicker, waiting to escape.

All engulfed by a shell of morphing skin,
able to change from the toughest metal
to tissue paper instantaneously.

I am woman and I am an eclectic
mixture of all things chaotic.