A Look Inside of The Madness [Poems]

Frozen Rose

I don't know

anymore; everything

seems to be touched

by this epidemic

we're going through.

It is all duller and

unreal-gray. This

is a depression.

You tell me to have

patience. I could have

all the patience in

the world, but it

would never be

enough to last me

until you came.

It feels like I've been

waiting years

for you to give

all of your love

and attention

to me.

I want you to

be mine, I am not

content being in

your pocket when

I have nothing

in my own.

You are plagued

by indecision and

scorched by guilt.

Can't decide between

the one who gives

nothing and the

one who gives it all.

For you.

My dear,

You have me where

you want me.

Like a minute man,

I'll go at the

drop of a hat to

fight for you.

With you're

decision on the horizon,

I stay back and wait.

For my world could

come back alive

in dazzling brilliance

or it could all go

black, again.

It is getting cold now,

the winds of remorse

roll through. It gets

in every corner and

freezes everything

in its path.

Now I am like a

frozen rose. I am

under such thick ice

that my image is distorted.

When you return

and the ice melts away,

will you find the

same thing that

you left behind?