By Emily Geerling
Word Count: 200
Rated: G (suitable for all audiences)
Summary: A frozen poem
Here I am, on the floor,
All alone in my room.
Another day goes by;
I can’t escape the gloom.
The power of my hands,
Which I cannot control,
Continues to rage on
And slowly takes its toll.
I haven’t seen my sister
For at least a year
Because I am a danger
To all that I hold dear.
Every day, Anna knocks,
But I can’t let her in.
I wish that I could show her
The pain I feel within.
She doesn’t understand
The pain I’m going through.
At least she still remembers
The things we used to do.
“Do you wanna build a snowman?”
“Go away, Anna.”
I want to build a snowman.
It’s always tons of fun.
But then, what if I hurt you?
All I love would be gone.
This has to be secret
So that I don’t harm you.
If I were to cause your death,
I know that I’d die too.
So please, just go away.
It’s really for the best.
And I’ll wait for the night
Though I know I’ll find no rest.
I’ll spend another night
Fighting off this spell.
If only I could do it!
Then all would be well.