My face numb while I trudge admiring around me

I ponder about my trance that no one sees 

And that the air I exhale is a smoke of my muse 

Nothing but endless bodies huffing in hurry 

Trying to stay warm in this orb of ice

I stay standing with my eyes adrift in focus

Wondering why I feel so euphoric in my 

Typical time of agony which I can sense why

All of this life surrounding me 

Is my braced blanket wrapped effortlessly 

But this thin layered blanket is only temporary 

In no time it sheds as the minutes pass

Soon in a liquid state with only bitter drops

That have no meaning in my time of need 

Its protectiveness is drained from me 

I’m left again exposed with no brace