Ice

The cold blows through

and knocks me into -

while all of these memories

sometimes leave me blue...

Like the wintery mix

that waters my eyes -

and the clouded thoughts

I've learned to despise...

I took a long walk

in the icy winter rain -

to chill all the thoughts

and freeze all the pain...

So much has come

and so much has gone -

the only choice left

is to learn to move on...

I have to let go

of all that is frozen -

and leave it in my memory

for the life I have chosen.