Frozen

A poem about the choice between moving forward or backwards and knowing you can't have both

I am frozen

Like a block of ice, I cannot move

I am torn between letting it die or letting it push me back and forth

Because I am torn between truly loving someone or only loving them because I am too afraid to lose

 

Like a stone I’ve been knocked around

Like a fire I slowly grew until I was burnt out

I’ve been torn between accepting a hurtful hand’s touch

Or breaking each of those finger one by one

 

I’m slowly reaching for something that won’t ever exist

Because my heart will never be quite as cold as his is

I am torn between letting someone come back or saying goodbye

Because how can you kill something that refuses to die?

 

I am broken

Like a picture frame, I hold tainted glass

I am torn between what I want to end and what I want to last

I am torn between what I have and what I thought I had

 

I stand at the gates of hell but heaven is calling my name

And from a faraway place I hear your voice say to wait

I have a chance now for permanent freedom

I have a chance at a clean slate

 

But I am frozen

Like a block of ice, I wait for the sun

I am torn between wanting to stay and wanting to run

Because I am torn between loving or leaving someone

 

Reviews

[Schatzi]

Hello Athena Angel,

Beautifully worded . . .

Thank you for sharing!

Kind regards,

Schatzi

[Stanley R. Teater]

Isn't it a shame that accepting love is also accepting risk? I like your work. Thank you for sharing it.