A Dying Hope.

The weather is cold outside,
But nowhere near as icy as my heart feels.
And that's something I cannot hide.
Even though, ever so slowly it heals.
My head spins with images,
And my eyes water with memories,
My insides burn with taughts,
And spreading through me, the emotions ignite.
I weakly look up; the feelings have overtaken me.
So used to me being unaffected and strong,
No one even bothers to give a second look to see,
To see, that somethings gone wrong.
Hunched over a place where I can't be found.
I'm left to comfort myself..
Making sure that no one hears a sound.
And the pain sinks in.
I wish I could say that all is fine,
And keep my head held up high,
knowing you wont be mine.
Ending with just a simple bye.
But nothing is as simple as that.
And I'm not as unbreakable as I lead on.
My past has made me capable,
But not indestructable.
I stand up slowly; to move on.
To take in breathes of a new beginning.
Hopes for the best,  
And dreams for the future;
With a clean slate.
I still believe I'll be dealt a good hand.
I'll keep my fate.
Even if there is none.