FROZEN

 

I press my body next to yours

Oh, how it felt so nice

But that was before I known

Your heart is cold as ice,

 

When you touch me now?

Oh, how my heart creams so loud,

I’m breathing through air in my lungs

In a silent way,

 

I’m a live but I feel so dead deep within,

I think back on those memories

When love was once with me,

Oh, how it given me a slice of warmth,

 

I try so hard not to think about

What it is that moving around on this

Old wet ground but I must look down,

Worms and serpents are feeding on the dead,

 

I must be losing my head,

Bubbling thoughts of things that couldn’t be

This is a darken dream,

Oh, how this is messing with my mind,

Invisible you are to the eyes,

 

But in dreams you come alive,

Oh, how your body feels like ice,

Dark Angel you never played nice,

Your vice is deep with harass commands,

You give me images of things of ancient time

But nothing of the Light,

 

I see cracks upon the walls down the halls

Near my cold dark room, a place of silence

That hold fears and tears that drop like ice,

 

I fall you taken hold;

Then you would laugh while our eyes meet,

That is when I established everything,

You are a mirror of dark moments of my life.

 

You are the pain that controls;

You are the cuts of long ago,

The memories that always haunt me,

 

You’re the beast that hurt me,

You’re Dark Angel of darkness

You’re the frozen touch that I hate so much.

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 1980