Without Regards

I stood on a platform,
As he assessed my composure

I relaxed my posture,
Stared intently at his gaze

He noticed my indifference-
Pitied my solemn state

My frock he destroyed,
Shredding to bare my skin

I felt not a thing,
Numb in course

Night and Day-
No difference

Once again;
I live.

-your battlefield