A/N: This one is really old. I don't think I ever cared much about this one, still don't. But I edited a little, but it's not perfect.
My Icy Heart
The bitter wind slices me to pieces,
The cold air cuts into my skin,
The sharp ice stabs into my heart
Your words cut me to shreds,
You cruel ways bought me to hell.
I hate you.
My heart freezes.
Hate from love,
Anger from hatred,
Pain from my heart.
Your smile tears me apart.
My heart turns into ice.
My icy heart,
Shall never melt.
I had tried so hard to get you back,
But you never cared,
You never bothered to ask me how I felt,
You never thought that I could feel.
Too late,
I will never love you again.
No matter what you do,
What you try.
I shall hate you.
In this hell I stayed.
In this hell I died.
In this hell,
My icy heart learned to hate,
I will not fall.
I will not let go.
My face, and body is a mask.
No one will hear me scream.
No one will see me cry.
No one will see me die.
My icy heart,
Shall never melt.
Bloody sword in my hand,
I wonder why I'm here.
You dead body lies before me.
Blood spilling on to the floor.
There is no joy.
My body trembles from fear.
Tears running down my face.
Why?
I loved you.
I wanted you.
My love turned into hate.
There is no turning back.
You are dead.
And I am still in pain.
Regret??
Never.
My icy heart,
Burns in my pain,
Dies by my hand,
And lives forever,
Never melting,
In hell.
A/N: You know what? I changed my mind. I hate this poem. Dunno why thou.