Icy fingers are grabbing at my chest, <br />ripping at my heart, <br />Yet fire rages inside. <br />But I just sit there <br />screaming. <br />Take it! I don't want it anymore! <br />Then the fire ends <br />and there's an emptiness inside. <br />I'm too numb to cry <br />but it hurts too much <br />to say I don't care. <br />Mommy, I see something in the dark. <br />Shit, <br />I'm the thing in the dark. <br />The shadow of a shadow <br />and Death <br />is the thing I hold closest. <br />For I will not feel <br />the sweet embrace of peace <br />until Death holds me <br />in his icy arms. <br />With my head <br />to his silent chest <br />and his arms <br />wrapped around me <br />for always and forever <br />in the world's longest eternity. <br />Then, and only then <br />will I feel this word you call <br />peace. <br /> <br />Jan.-20-10<br /><br />Heart of Ice Die Die Die<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/icy/
