My Poetry

cold

I don't like being hot
like so warm it's unbearable
I like being able to cuddle
I like being able to be numb
I am the definition of ice
solid
freezing
dull
but also will melt at your touch
everything is better when I'm numb
nothing to feel
nothing to think
so I lay here on the floor
hoping the heat will leave my body
and I'll finally be comfortable
with my thoughts and my emotions
heartless
dull
numb
cold.