My Melted Soul of Pain

Dots and pieces

Fancy creases

It’s all removed

Just not soothed

Forgot to love

Remember your glove

But it’s no use now.

I'm a soul

Not bent

Not sold

I’m a mess of hands and faces

Footprints and traces

But every clue comes with a toll

They’re in the center of my melted soul

No ice in my heart

I won’t be doing this art

I can’t fuse it back together

Not without anger to tether

Melted feels broken

Though with an ice token,

Will my pieces be glued?

Will I be completely fused?

It will all be hidden by scars

Revealing the weak unbind-ed

With my strength just tided

Though my strength is oh, so unique

They cannot see beyond my flaws

Unless I show none of it to the law

In heart, rebellious

In soul, tidiest

But truly,

I am the deceitful looking for a nook or cranny

With no pain

Just gain