Burning Ice

its so big. this feeling inside me. Icy Fire. growing so sharp, making me hurt from the inside out. all i need is three words. just those words. the ones that make me feel again. they make the earth go around. birds sing. stars shine. they make the ocean waves crash against the shore and trees dance in the breeze. those words make beautiful rain showers fall to end a drought of loneliness. but the longer i wait... the more it consumes me Freezing and Burning me from the inside out. the pain is so startlingly intense you would never know it wasn't physical. its too real. too much. it overwhelms me. not only emotions-but it dampens my spirit, challenges what i thought i knew, what i was so sure of before. is it real? was it real? the only way to know is to wait and see. if not by then...........i destroy myself with truth and my gift to him shatters into millions of slivers as though glass beneath careless feet.



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good poem

good poem