Snow Storm

There is destruction, fire and chaos like her middle
Name, hidden yet quiet. Who is she? She is the girl
Who’s emotions someone used to mess and fiddle
Around with. She is not the same diamond or pearl,
But is still as solid as her rock foundation. She is no
Longer taking any bullshit from people stepping all
Over her heart like broken glass. She is a huge snow
Storm, unstable yet is breaking through every wall
And the half-ass apology. I am sorry just will not cut
It anymore for her. She uses ammunition like a gun,
And a smile, but it is that glare will hit you in the gut
Where it is hurting the most because you are the one  
Who was never completely careful with her to begin  
With. Everyone knows that she came with a warning:  
Be careful or someone else will be next. It is your skin
That will be crawling or itching because the morning
Is fast approaching, but she will never be right next  
To you. I am done will be the final message and text.