Theres a ring of ice around my heart. My body is cold and warmth sees so far away. Each teardrop freezes ast it falls, never hitting the ground. Theres no one to hold me or build a fire within. The more I am left alone to defend my own, the colder I become inside. My heart pounds, trying to break the ice, but I am too cold and the ice too hard. One day I will shatter.
No one sees my pain, as it is inside, not out. My coldness leaves me unwanted and alone.