by Cathryn Windin

Created on: January 30, 2009

Fire and Ice

My world seemed like one of ice

Where I was all alone.

No one there to be nice;

No place to call my home.

All by myself in this frozen place

With nowhere else to go.

Despite all my haste,

I'm stuck alone in this hole.

I can only think of the cold

As I lie alone in the ice and snow.

I shiver, but won't be so bold

As to ask Goddess to take me home.

Then you burst into my life

And bring with you the fire

So my world doesn't seem se rife

With ice and frozen spires.

At first, I was ecstatic

To have your light warm my heart.

Your flames danced, so erratic,

Around it's broken parts.

But now it hurts next to the warm,

And you're buring your own holes.

I can't tell if there's more good or harm,

And I almost miss the cold.

Almost...

But the pain of your flames licking my sore wounds

Is nothing compared to the freezing dark.

To lose you would do more than bruise;

I'd just fall apart.

WIthout you, I'm nothing,

Just a cold, lonely shell.

WIll it end? Is it just a fling?

No. I'd rather go to hell.

I can't go back to my world of ice

Now that I've found your flame.

Even though you cause me strife,

I love you just the same.

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