You always melted in my arms,
Now I seem too cold to keep you warm.
My words once sharp are bluntly obtuse,
They deflect off your ears to emotional misuse.

You pierced me right through to the hilt,
Sieged my confidence to wilt with bricks of guilt.
Burnished all my smiles with sandblasting comments,
Loves bones exposed to all the decadent elements.

I nailed my future to a cross I daily carry,
Hope shoveled away into the back of its lorry.
Dumped over the brink with its where with all's,
My hat is now out for pieces of love (smalls)