The blue cloth of my clothes
The doll's eyes that peer into my icy soul
The white door that locks me in
The brilliant frost that covers everything
In this adorned Bastille they call my room
The blue icicles that appear at every turn
Allude the storm that rages on inside
The turbulent tempest
That never seems to fade
When they give me the gloves
And tell me "don't feel"
I try.
I really, truly, try
to suppress myself
to restrain the awful disaster
of my ghastly powers
But all of our efforts are in spite
For once the gages are removed
The heinous fiend
Has returned again
And that is why
On this orthodox evening
I sit on my bed
Letting the silent tears
Flow
The little droplets of water
That flow like waterfalls
Always freeze
Before finishing their journey
Always.
I weep for the childhood
That I could have had
Had I not been born
As the monster
That I am
For the record, I DO NOT THINK ELSA IS A MONSTER! She's probably my favorite character in frozen! This is based off of years of thinking that she is only a danger to herself and others. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and please please please please review! :)