Heart of Cold

Frigid words freeze my heart, expanding in my chest until it cracks and fragments.

Filling my veins with icy shards of fractured hope.

Chilling emptiness pulses through me until I stand frozen.

Body of Ice, Heart of cold.

Shining and brilliant with outside appearance, while slashed by jagged remnants of shattered love within.

A realist’s monument to the fragility of human emotion.