I felt everything, and you felt nothing. Why, just why? I put myself out there for you, and you gave nothing back. I wish we never met. I take back everything that I told you. You were never mine, and I was never yours.
My nails are painted white now, like my heart - I feel nothing. I am nothing. Empty space. I hope you know how much it hurts. I thought I was stronger; now I'm weak, like my nails. It's cold, and I'm weak. Like ice.
I'm turning into ice, I'm turning in to the snow Queen. My tears turn to ice. I will not let anyone break in, not even you. You made me impenetrable, like my white nails. Or my frozen heart.
The end.
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Love From Me
Non-FictionA short anthology about my experiences of being a disabled person living in the 21st Century in Australia. Love From Me is about me having Cerebral Palsy and me coming to terms with it. In retrospect, for people who have known me, you know that I ne...
