I thought

I could’ve sworn

I buried that pain a long time ago

the flame and the agony,

were resting

hidden under the surface

blood to ice

numbing my senses

the loneliness that carries me

that I was gifted

blessed with

cursed with

now burning slow

burning black

thick like sludge

oil, mud

filling my veins

replacing the ice that 

once was blood

awakening the parts of me

that I forgot were there

something sinister within

a grey body, an ice cold being

now sits

where my heart once was

a monster with my face

my eyes

my lips

my soul

the monster is me

the monster has teeth