My heart has stopped
It is frozen cold.
Locked up
Since the day you left.
Broken into a million pieces
I am left alone
To pick them up.
Slowly I put myself
Back together.
Fortifying each fragment
With ice so thick
That nothing can get through.
No one will warm me again.
Heat and passion
Only cause trouble
They only cause pain.
I'd rather be numb
Then feel that way again.

A. Beckman 12/13/2000