Cold Fire

Once again, based on something.

Cold Fire (Thanks kitty/lilin for the title)

And a girl of ice and snow I will be

I wear a mask of ice to hide my soul

I pray it will not freeze on and stick

And remain on me forever even though

I put it on willingly, it hurts while it licks

Its tongue of cold fire on my skin

Burning and flickering like a lighted match

I suppose this is penance for my sins

For now on my skin this mask shall latch

I need to become a girl of ice and snow

Bury my emotions and forget to feel

Look normal while inside it grows cold

My hurt and tears will remain concealed

And I pray for the day that you return

The indifference, the numbness, the pain will go

Once again, to be able to feel I will learn

But until then I will wait, my fingers icy cold.