Fire and Ice

He held my hand; I plodded straight through hell

He kissed my lips; I died a thousand deaths

He stroked my face; I bruised beneath my shell

He stole my heart; I burned inside my flesh

He drowned me in a frigid, loathsome sea

He marched with pride for now he had me killed

He dug my grave and waltzed all over me

He broke the life I worked so hard to build

A fire’s burning deep inside my soul

The ice is sinking from my sunken eyes

I can’t take back the parts of me he stole

And all that’s left has shriveled up and died.

But look, and you shall see the golden light

Ascending from a cold and ugly night.