Fire & Ice

Poem By A.J. McKinley

I am the creator who cannot find
The soul in which I burn
A witch of fire, frozen in ice
Freedom is a flight I yearn

Cold and numb, asleep
Yet my eyes are open wide
A cast of iron prison through which
My inner light resides

I yearn to be awakened.
My fire to melt this icy brocade
I yearn for reckless oblivion
My facade has been self-made

A river made of loneliness
My soul has been branded numb
A leave from absolute sadness
I seek the blue-eyed one

Comments about Fire & Ice

Coming at us strong, so well said, Full of feeling love duncan X
This is really good Amy, is the blue eyed one a specific person? ? Séamus

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