Nothing is colder
Than the hands of evil
Freezing my heart
Upon first contact
Filling me
With your essence
Frozen I become
More susceptible to
Your chipping at
My entirety
Growing numb in feeling
With each piece lost
Frozen in time
Here I remain
Behind this icy
Wall of pain
Inept to love
Or be loved
Unintentionally
Burning those with frostbite
Who aim to thaw the pain
The cold revealing
The color of my soul
Blue
Sadness exposed
Vulnerable and fragile
Despite this glass wall
Motionless body yet
Screaming from within
Shaking my core in
Attempts to be heard
Barely breathing
The cold consuming me whole
Transforming me
Into a human ice sculpture
Living in fear for the crisis
That will shatter me
To bits of nothing

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