Coldheart

Chilled to my very fragile core.
All I want is less not more.
For over reach might be my end.
Where is my oldest friend?
I cannot say and so i ache.
Have i made a grave mistake?
Possibly but time is linear in form.
What has passed cannot be redrawn.

My heart is cold, I am a coldheart.
Spark of flame has long since blinked out.
Frozen solid until its now a void.
Mental chanting of I’m paranoid!

Rippled flesh turning opaque.
Whispers about this being fake.
But where is salvation for me?
Never have I been offered such a decree.
Rather I am fading grey.
The avenues have turned me away.
So what is safety in these halls?
None are the answering calls.

My heart is cold, I am a coldheart.
Spark of flame has long since blinked out.
Frozen solid until its now a void.
Mental chanting of I’m paranoid!