its not ice

basic story of betrayel and a broken mind

I feel betrayed, and my sanity has cracked. I thought you would understand, but that was a hugely wrong assumption. I wont trust you if you keep playing these games, claiming your love of his kisses. I ruminate your secret affair in my head every second that i breathe. You might as well gouge my heart with a syringe and pull on the handle until it is completely drained of crimson. Your testing my patience, and though i have no where to go, i might just say goodbye. The ice is thin where you tread and it seems as though your not walking but skipping. I see a small crack finding its way across the surface. One more step and it will surely break. Please stop, use your head, for its my heart, not ice, that your stomping on