She’d rather be numb than feel the pain
And never feel the cold of the rain
From all of the storms that are yet to come
That do their best to make her succumb
So within her heart a vortex forms
And it will consume as it transforms
This heart once on fire to solid ice
But this new future will not suffice
To give up the pain she gives much more
All the happiness that was in store
jadedheart
Thoughts From A Jaded Heart 
August 17th, 2012 at 8:57 AM
beauty inside the storm – it’s the most calmest inside…always!
August 17th, 2012 at 9:17 AM
Thanks, glad you liked it 🙂
August 17th, 2012 at 8:58 AM
beauty of the storm – it’s the most calmest inside…always!
August 17th, 2012 at 8:59 AM
sorry…net prob…got posted twice 🙂
August 17th, 2012 at 9:07 AM
Intense and dramatic images here. I think everyday we try to fan the flames of passion and desire, yet if the recipenent of those emotions is as cold as stone, how can we hope to melt their defenses. Your poem poses many deep questions on the reason for rage in a relationship, for fear of loss,and the long goodbye of a slow breakup.
August 17th, 2012 at 9:19 AM
Very well said T 🙂
August 17th, 2012 at 1:35 PM
If one never wants to feel pain, one will barter way all chances of future happiness!
August 17th, 2012 at 2:53 PM
So very true and exactly the point of this one, granbee, very well said! 🙂