Frozen

~ A Mirrored Pool

Those words, coming out your mouth,
contradict the emotion I see in your eyes.
Those words, like shards of ice,
sharp, cold,
pierce my breast to spread their deadly winter
through my heart and soul.
Those words,
that say I have major flaws in my personality,
that say I make myself the victim,
that say I am entitled
that say I am not enough.
Those cold words,those warm eyes,
say you love me
say you are trying to help me
say you are doing this for my own good.
As the ice creeps over my brain stem
to freeze my emotions
to add cold to the brain-fog
it leaves me wheeling about
unable to function - to speak, to think, to walk
to survive.