Don't come closer
I'm freezing
At a temperature that's okay -
Just at the brink of chaos
Having pulled together
After my fray -
In a tower smoothly
Frozen over
A settling cold
No need to race towards
The warmth of the sun
I'm anxious
Eyes almost closed,
Ear, cheek, temple
Resting on the comforting
Frozen wall,
Tears comfortably swimming
In my eyes and
Flowing through my mind
I'm hurt
My fingers twitch by my side
I am no longer comfortable in
My clothes
And I
As I lay in this pool of moving
Unmoving darkness
I am drained
What--
I am comfortable
.
.
.
Days pass into weeks
And weeks pass into years
And my sentience has
Sharpened the blade of
Misery
I stare at my shaking fingers
My empty landscape
The tall ceilings of the foreboding
Ice palace
And it the world begins to
Make sense
Eyes lidded
There's a fire
Rekindling in my heart
Having been diminished to
Decay
Little fires licking and leaping
Only to be drenched in water
Frozen and
Laid bare again
A passage through my eyes
I can't help it
I desire
And yet I want to respect
A you that won't
Always pass me again.
And I want and I want
Please give me this
But I'll hold back
...
