I am the Ice Queen-
Hardening others' souls.
When I'm not hurting others,
I shiver in my own cold.

I am the Ice Queen-
Ruining hopes and dreams.
When I'm not making others cry,
You can hear my screams.

I slowly reveal myself-
The thick molasses starts to thin.
I look to them,
I expect judgment.
They just look at me with listening eyes,
And that's when I know.
I am free.
Thanks to them, I am free to be me.

A simple book I have chosen
My world has changed
Summer becomes winter-
I become someone else,
I live a new life.

This is my safe haven
This new world.
I stay for as long as I can-
Before returning to reality.
But I do not wish to return.

My book is now over.
What am I to do?
Reality does not call my name.
Perhaps I do not belong in reality.
Perhaps I need a new story.

Today was different.
I laughed.
I smiled.
I lost my frown.
I was different.
Yes, today was a good day.
Because today was different.

What am I supposed to do,
When my biggest battle
Is with myself?

The more I fight,
The more I give in.
For it is neverending.

The struggle with myself,
Day in and day out,
Is my only true battle.

I feel it in my bones.
I need it.
I want it.
But I know I can't.

The urge is so great.
Will I falter?
I know I must stop.
But it seems to make me feel better.

The thought of it
Tapping against my thick skull
I must not falter.
But I always do.