Uncertain Poem by soren Barrett

I fear your anger, I tremor at your stare
I feel your heat, there's electricity in the air
I drop my eyes to not meet yours
There's a chill down my spine, sweat pours out my pores

My tongue is tied, blood rushes to my face
Mind goes blank as I stare into space
I stammer in response to your demands
Backing into a corner wringing my hands

There is a steel bar running down my spine
Muscles wound tight, with a look you me confine
Inside you smoldering ready to explode
You point to the door, hit the road