Frosted Fragments Of Ice Swirling In A Snow Storm From Hell

Frosted fragments of ice swirling in a snowstorm from hell

Don’t you know,how I miss you so very much

All ties have been severed and we’re out of touch

I miss the way the smile was raised to my face

But now you’re gone without a single trace

I would write your name amongst the starry sky

Just imagine you looking up and staring starry eyed

Cross through the path of the ones walked before

The way im nostalgic keeps me cut up and sore

Its unthinkable to think things fell apart so badly

Despite all the one-way-ness of this I still love you madly

The few that are left ask me whats going on

I just shortly tell them everything is  wrong

Like an exam paper with nothing but a name

Its like every page is blank and empty and all the same

Im empty and struck all over with red incorrections

I wish I could fix and amend our severed connections

I cant focus,I cant seem to get a grip

Its how I feel cos I let something so valuable slip           

Scream your name into the darkness,it doesn’t make a sound

Into a small vial of deadly dark liquid my sadness compounds

Volatile,dropped,contaminating the air

Nobody tells you that life will ever be fair

Im grinding my teeth and my head’s starting to ache

Don’t think the severity of this I am trying to fake

Crossing my mind like a busy central town intersection

The way sadness has a hold on me is like a deathly infection

So I stare at a razor,in the light it gleams

Because its so sterile and perfectly clean

I think maybe it will fix for a while

It will put me back in without a faint trace of a smile,

Keeping hope,staying true with the days that just pass

Like a kid at a toyshop staring hopefully through the glass

Like a shadowy figure,across the landscape I walk

People point at me and slyly derogatorily talk

Why haven’t you handed it in,you said it was complete

I hang down my chin and look down to my feet

They have taken me on many a journey, to lands far away

Encased in a crypt of sadness I lie here and I stay

Subtle hints here and there from the mind of a trouble child

Don’t tell me that my troubles make yours seem mild

I’m not competing,if you think so you’re stupid and dumb

Like pink,I lie in my chair,but I’m uncomfortably numb

The outro begins and the sound slowly nullifies

With each verbal blow all he can do is just sigh

The pen speaks freely and the paper just listens

Diamonds are shiny,but blood also glistens

Last in line,and they’re all sold out on life

With my poetry to you,I tell of my strife.