Frozen

Looking straight ahead, motionless, blinking slightly

       Not caring which way's up or down, or even if the line is straight

All that matters is the beating of my heart...

To remind me that I'm a living being, warm-blooded

Emotions, some too deep to register,

The pain, stuffed down into a canister...

It's not worth the discussion or anxiety it brings,

For, honestly, not too many take the time to listen

Not too many really are there to wash it away.

The promises, empty words, fall on deaf ears

And make one realize that words are just that...

Words that are hollow and empty and have no meaning

The empty, "I love you's," and the repeats that sting...

Others seeing your selfishness and berating your humanity

Telling you what they see, feel and hear...

You see yourself in a whole new light,

Yet, now the coast is clear to just walk away....frozen.