I'm turning to ice,
In this cold, you left me like a vice.
My heart is shattering,
My mind isn't giving.
This life was too hard to let you ruin it.
I don't know if to feel anger or forfeit.
You were my support,
The reason I began to build this fort.
I was paving a path for us to go our way.
You asked me to leave when I wanted you to ask me to stay.
It seemed as though you have given up on my mind.
When I am the one who has to deal with it confined.
What I am to do?
With the feeling, I am holding ransom to?
When my eyes don't let me cry.
My mind is smiling at goodbye.
Inside I am breaking,
My million days of implementing.
The efforts I thought would have prevailed.
My intuitions have failed.
How long will I continue breaking?
When will I initiate healing?
Thank you for being honest.
I rather not be stuck with you in a chaotic forest.
You are ice which cuts like glass,
I am the one who fails the class.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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