Crayon and Ink

The Arctic surrounded my cold wooden room
I don’t think I’ve ever felt so warm
These waters brought back to me
What I reluctantly believed
And I watched as the 4 corners gave way
To the ice and the life and the death
And the warmth
And they were all joined together
In that one instant I could
Feel you crushing me
But I didn’t want to remember what it felt like
To be alive
And still feel so cold
In crayon and ink
What I understood the least
Were these words not spoken
Out of fear of the law
Or self sacrifice
And I never thought that confirmation
Would come in to play
And these words were never going to be on
The tip of your tongue
And I was locked in a place
That I’d never seen before
Without windows but
With curtains hanging on the walls
And I was forced to believe
All I had
I had to self-deprivate
And I was proved wrong
When you came back
In a room filled with nothing
This table looked away from me
A kick to your foot and a twist of your head
And I saw that you were afraid
But if you think that I was just being cold
You don’t know how scared I was
In crayon and ink
What I understood the least
Were these words not spoken
Out of fear of the law
Or self sacrifice
And I never thought that confirmation
Would come in to play
And these words were never going to be on
The tip of your…