• Ice

    Cold, hard, sharp in mt heart

    An arrow of jagged, rugged glass

    Clear, Frostbitten pain

    shatters in warmth

    Free from ice

    Whats left shards, Knife-like broken

    sickles

    Knifes

    cutting

    digging

    into my heart

    pain, twisted ones put it there

    to see me cry with no hope of being helped.