Icebox

Secluded as if I was imprisoned
To pay for a crime that I committed
I have sense been paying consecutively
Hurting myself mentally
Not cutting my wrists like I use to
I use to smile at the sense of pain
I caused to myself
Never once believing I was playing myself for a fool.
Being in such pain
Thinking I deserved my self inflicted punishment
Telling myself at the end that the cutting of the wrist is worth
The smile you throw at me from time to time

Born with two feet
Not the most beautiful feet
But I love them,
I use these two feet to escape from your
Reach,
Hurting you like I use to,
Just months before

Years ago we made a vow to put up
With each other
Despite the cruelty
We will cause to each other
I do what we promised
For you it is so hard
You have recently began treating me
Like spilled milk
That you really want
I expired months ago
You did too.
Yet we keep each other inside of this ice box

I have decided to treat you as if you and I
Don’t have a pass
Like we met the very next time we meet
Word are born
Kisses forgotten
Smiles erased
Tears cleared away