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LikeHoney Jan 16
If he’s unhappy, why does he stay?
You say you don’t love me, why do you stay?
Tell me, why are you still here?
I dont Want to be a burden in your ear
I seem to prefer the cold
As if to sooth my bruised heart
So it freezes and no longer bleeds
Frozen around and between the parts
Because a cold heart is still whole
Even if it can no longer feel
When the warmth has been lost
Losing its attraction to appeal
Only a fool would fall in love
Having the intention to steal
This fool's gold of a heart away
One that has been shut and sealed
How can you contain a storm
Because I've tried all these years
I've deprived myself of all things
Just to keep my mind clear
It seems like it's getting worse
I can't help but be frozen with fear
I just wanted to build a snowman
But I have to miss it every year
For once I want to let go
Of these gloves, my mental chains
If I suppress it, it only grows
I don't want to hurt her again
I'm afraid of keeping this coldness inside
That it will stay and freeze my heart too
Alone and afraid, trying to maintain this lie
When was the last time I said anything true?
I'm afraid of myself most of all
How can I fit in this society?
When I cannot be who I am
Without remorse, rejection and anxiety
I'm afraid the longer I'm away from her
I'll lose my last bit of warmth
That I will soon be cold-hearted
Then I will never stop the storm
Mystery E Sep 2018
Others would think its sad
A person that is a person like her, him or them
Wants to make a person miserable
You would of thought they had a good heart
All of this will make your heart cold
Instead of your heart being gold
Amanda May 2018
Even with the guy
Who owns the warmest heart, mine
Somehow still feels cold
What is wrong with me?
Ash Wilhelm May 2018
I broke you
I Shattered
What was left of your cold heart.
How?

Well I simply made you believe that you were amazing, astonishing, capable of love. Capable of being a lover when your parents failed to show you. I fooled you into thinking that I was flawless, it is a talent of mine. A depressed man I found you, one filled with joy I made you, and left you a broken man with a manipulated heart.

I snatched your heart and kept it in my hand. A slippery one it was because I struggled to hold it day by day. I put it in my pocket when my hands got nervous and sweaty. It was pounding and breaking my concentration throughout the day. Racing, one million beats a millisecond.

But with anything, humanity gets tired of holding on to nice things. So I did what any cold hearted soul would do, I dropped it. Wait no. It slipped. Hold on no let me recall that day. Oh that’s right; I threw it.

Down it went, pieces were scattered all over the road and I watched the rain come and wash the entirety of it down the nearest sewage drain.

I then watched you in tears, desperately trying to put them back together. Your tears creating a river that was washing the pieces down the drain. My dear shouldn’t you be able to do this quicker? You’ve done it once before.
John Marneslow Apr 2018
Colder Still


In my life I have known love, loss, brokenness and betrayal. These things things are but a part of this lively vail. I accepted such things in hopes that I would prevail.
Though I’ve continued wandering through the misty avenues of life..I found only torment hurt and strife. All the while I heard a voice near at hush say...”you’ll grow colder still.”
I stood at many doors, yes doors to other hearts..I continued knocking, only to see them depart. So I stood in grief and began to lose my will...yet I heard the voice louder “you’ll grow colder still.”
As more years passed and people become more vain and conceited, I to my solitude and grief retreated... With my heart and with my will..the voice shouts now in command...”you’ll grow colder still!”
-John Marneslow
SeaChel Feb 2018
Letting them win,
all those who hurt you,
made you question yourself,
and put you down
isn't in the form of a wall.
Put your defenses up,
but remember to let it down
from time to time
for those who matter.

When their actions
freeze your heart through,
you turn as cold as they,
when you can't be content,
and happiness is all but a lie,
then that is
letting them win.
Lila Timberwolf Sep 2017
Our hands met
Fire on ice
My ice cube hands melting in your warmth
Fire on Ice
Our love burst into flames
That became bigger as the flames burst
My fingers intertwined with yours
Gripping tighter
Getting warmer and warmer
My ice heart melting in your warmth
Melting in your hands
Fire on ice
Your burst of hot flames
My fingers wrapped around yours
Like a spider
I nested into you
Never wanting to part
But when we did
I ached for you again
Feeling icy
Until my hand met yours
Once again
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