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Jul 2019
My skin is thick
but it's fear in disguise
 cuz in love
I am frozen
like a sculpture
carved in ice

My body rigid
Lips don't move at all
I can't shout
I can't scream
I can't say a word

My mouth is charmed
My voice is lost

And it seems I cannot move on
And it seems I am not moving at all

Ice floes adrift on the tear duct
Anger - a whisperer in my dreams
through cracks and breaks    
through waves and carves of love
I am fading
under the cold cold surface
Mag
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Mag  24/F/Poland
(24/F/Poland)   
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     Woody, ---, Bogdan Dragos, TSPoetry and Mark S
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