We sit in ice- <br />Frozen in time like the flaking pictures <br />She showcases on the forgotten bookcases. <br />I crack and break on purpose <br />While burning with determination <br />In hopes that my crumbling will bring about change, <br />But sun can't reach. <br />I've learned bookcases can teach. <br />They have whispered novels of knowledge unto my deafened ears. <br />Their words mean little, <br />But I am enlightened by their benumb longsuffering <br />For I know it too well. <br />We are alike. <br />Their books are solidified like that of my purpose's feet, <br />But we will melt over time <br />Because we are burning to change.<br /><br />Kyle Hamp<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ice-over-time/
