Ice in Your Eyes

I look around to flowers and the leaves,

I seek comfort, the place,

where I can be myself

without the constant dread

of harsh looks coming from you

when least expected.

Where is the kindness that breathed

in your every word,

have you forgotten

what compassion means?

These walls no longer care,

as you have stopped to ponder

on memories,

and trust

that go together with love bond.

No one can stay in forest of forgotten

shards of ice,

your eyes are cold,

no tenderness awaits

cold phantom in the dark

you’re slowly turning to another world

one I can’t step into,

a bridge

where I can’t follow.

© 2022 Amy Christie

Photo credit: Pixabay

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