When the Ice Melts

The girl sits in front of the crackling fire, the warm glow caressing her face and hands, reflecting in her eyes.  The cold begins to thaw from her heart of ice as her purring cat nudges her elbow with his face.  She smiles weakly at the cat, unwilling to show her pain but unable to hide it completely.  When ice melts, there is water.  When anger and hostility subsides, there is sorrow and pain.  The snow outside will melt and the sun will glow with radiance again, but the storm inside her will rage on just as fiercely.  It will break her down until that place where happiness should be, like summer, will disappear and she will no longer have the need to carry on.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Deep, dark and poignant.. Good job

[Carl Drake Barnard]

wow some real raw emotion
ohh and I love the way you started Kiara :)
Awww the is such a sad piece*
Well done lovey this was a real piece I could feel your words came from your heart.

[Neshie]

(I sense a Frozen theme here~) This is very saddening in a heartfelt way. I really like the metaphor you used about summer. (Technically a simile since like was used but... It's a metaphor to me.)