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Apr 2016
Everything about me was cold,
Especially my heart and my soul.
Became an ice, too cold to hold.
Because of that person, who left a hole.

It is kinda sad to be like this,
You can almost feel nothing.
But sometimes you're at ease,
Knowing that you can't be hurt and can't feel anything

I want to fall in love again,
But I'm not sure if someone can make me fall.
Because of my cold heart that can't be obtained.
And also my soul that's locked up and trying to crawl.

But then you came along and everything changed.
You held my soul and also my heart.
As you wrapped your arms around,
I felt the warmth of your love, I melted and felt like a new piece of art.
Donna Belle
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