My stomach hurts from all the swallowed tears

and my back aches from the eternally suppressed fears

something dainty

something nice

a general store full of un broken ice

you would think that was nice but

maybe the cracks found between an iceberg and a lake

hold eternitites of grief between them

it is those things we hold close that seem to drift near

but the pain and the heartache

Never leaves

always chill…

forever near.