Cold As Ice.

Love has hurt me again.
Burnt me like falling toxic acid rain.
My mind and body cold and numb.
My vocal cords a sad dirge does weakly hum.
Depression overwhelms my soul.
I am moving aimlessly around like a bored demented goldfish in a dirty watered fish bowl.
The sun in the sky don’t shine for me no more.
Only grey clouds toxic acid rain on me does pour.
My eyes no longer bright and blue.
From me my once happy soul has flew.
Love again has tore us apart.
On us its intensity read high on the Richter scale chart.
Now I’m left all alone.
With a heart as cold as a freshly mined quarry stone.