Ice

This is also a poem I wrote today - pretty apt for the wintery scenes that are cropping up here in Brighton, but also for those who let love dominate them...

Ice

Frozen solid - unmovable
The Ice Queen commeth -
Icicles surrounding her heart.
Blatently separating her from
All humanity and all she surveys.
No one rules her or conquers her.
She's been thawed once too often.
Never lets anyone in anymore,
Just shuts the light away.
Darkness and coldness are her friends,
The only ones she can trust.
Love never darkens her door -
If it comes knocking, it gets
A cold reception - no warmth.
Her fire died a long time ago.
Lovers come and go, nothing changes.
Some never return - some try,
But succeed they cannot do.
She is strength itself -
A cold-hearted Goddess.
Determined to focus on herself.
No one understands her motives,
But she seems to be happy...

Trapped, isolated, lonely -
The reality is startling, but
For her, this is all she knows.
The one person she loves
Can never return to her.
She lost him to the sun -
The warm rays melted his wings.
She witnessed his downfall,
And yet she still looks to her door
Awaiting the day he'll return to her.
She knows it will never happen,
But the trappings around her heart
Continue to deceive and trick her.
The wheel continues to turn,
Neverending, continuous, eternal.
The only way it will stop
Is if she saves herself.
Throw herself to the mercy
Of the overpowering sun.
Her world will crumble and melt,
But her spirit will live on.
Be daring dark Ice Queen -
Join forces with the light.
Start a new circle of life.