My thoughts, my words, my life

I find poetry helps me in many ways and have always loved it. I write about what I feel, see, and love.


3. ........

Where are you?

Why have you left me?

What did I do?

Love you too much?!

Care too much?!


What have I done?...

Why do you treat me like this?


left out in the cold, 

grips of your finger tips. 


My heart screams for you, 

to leave me alone! 

You play with my life,

like a child with a toy.


I only now realise,

you never cared for me!

loved me as I love you.

I cry ice tears,

made just for you,

my beautiful Ice Queen.

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