Like a distant winter sun,
You leave me chilled and shaken—
I see the cold breath of your
lies.
I found your cold star burns
with no warmth
After waiting the frigid night
through.
You have only love for
yourself
And I never could stand up to you.
I’m shrouded by an avalanche
Of bitter, blinding words—
You’ve chilled me to the bone
with lies.
You look down as vertebrae
snow falls,
Melting the certainty of my
spine.
This truth has broken into my
sleep;
Even my dreams are no longer
mine.
The past stills like an icebound
mirror
Reflecting back at me
The sharpness of your frozen
lies.
You push forth phrases like a
cold front;
Arctic gales sweep past lips
now gone numb.
Perhaps better for me to stop
trying
And forget the ice age you’ve become.
You try to write warm words
With runic blocks of ice—
Even your silence is filled
with lies.
In your cold gaze, I am
nothing,
But your pride won’t allow me
to go.
And your wind blows, freezing
me in place;
Keeping me with you, buried in
snow.
