not there

my hands gone numb
my feet not there
my brain frozen deep
in a lake of despair

your hands nailed to mine
your lips deathly bare
your mind trying to see
if i really care

my tears frozen solid
icey bullets so sharp
screams cracking then open
a sound as sweet as the harp

your tears non-existant
your smile. not there
your aura cloudy black
and yes, i really care