Cold War

Sometimes there is a storm inside you,
rumbling,
screaming,
making your walls shake from the ground,
rapidly destroying everything you've been building for decades.
But sometimes there is no storm,
just a cold war.
You fight whether to push the button or no.
The button that will surely devastate not just everything you've spent decades building,
but your whole life.
Your whole life gone in mere millisecond.
And so you sit,
staring,
unable to move.