My Heart Is Ice Poem by Stella Andrews

you are the only thing that makes me feel
i breathe in and out and i see something
more then just the longing of the sky
that i cannot reach or explore.

when you are not in my presence
i do not feel enough to feel depressed
or happy or any kind of emotion
i feel nothing, and i must say it's bliss.

when you connect with me by voice or presence
i actually laugh, i can feel my heart
swollen in my forgotten chest
and i cant handle the sudden rush of blood

to feel nothing then to have everything back
its so overwhelming and drowning and scary
the pain that has been bleeding from the scars
on my heart numb me and i like it.

i cannot feel pain or dispair.
i do not feel lonely or want
i dont feel sympathy or care
i simply do not care.

my heart is nothing but ice
treat me carefully or else
i will slide out of your hands
and shatter on the dirt.