Frost

“I’d rather hurt than feel nothing at all.”

It is the opposite
Of coming out of the cold
When the fire cooks the frost
And thaws the heart
Or maybe it’s the same
I can’t remember
During these fuzzy minutes
These 1AM slices of pizza minutes
The antidote for the poison
The poison that takes away Yours
Until I start all over again
When I run so far away from me
To the pretty girl with the pretty smile
And so I talk to her for a while
And feel like I am me
But I am miles away
And now the poison is almost gone…

So here it comes
The long walk home of tears
The frozen inside of me thaws again