Ice

We all have things that make us warm, not just physically, but on the inside little thoughts that heat our hearts in a storm or protect us from the bite of a raging tide. Our memories can shelter us from the rain as happier times fill our thoughts and melt away all the worries and pain of the battles that we have fought but where is the solace to be found to the girl who has no-one whose friend is the rain and whose home is the ground and who never receives the kiss of the sun when your days are filled with the sharp blade of cold and survival is always a fight all the warmth is killed and the fire in your soul can't deliver you into the light you learn this way that the key to surviving is becoming cold and never reviving that warmth always dies from behind the eyes so become numb to the lies and befriend the ice.