Cold

by Stef   Dec 8, 2004


My cold heart is burning, waiting for your return
As the wind freezes these tear drops upon my cheeks.
The blood is cold as it flows from my frozen body
Staining the purity that surrounds my fragile soul.
I pleaded with my sanity as the snow fell upon me
I only wished to piece myself together and be mended
Instead of shattered under this blanket of snow.

My broken heart has been finally silenced completely
It’s beating first only muffled by the thick white flurries.
Choosing to lay peacefully, I close my eyes to the bright sun
Clutching what is left of my thoughts in my hand.
I never wanted in to come down to this, the end so near
The silence overwhelming, the pain unbearable with sin.
I fear not the cold, for my emotions have been long been charred.

I welcome the fierce winds, and as their chill blows over me
I welcome the extinguishing of this flame burning in my heart.
I will never forget you, and I will permanently leave my mark
Hoping this snow covered body will forever haunt your dreams
For you stole mine from me, and as I watch the snow float down
I think of only this ice I choose to call my heart, in pieces around me.
My fragile, broken, bleeding heart, waiting for you to return.

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