Fire and Ice

Hardcore and powerful poem, but I feel that the italics were unnecessary, and the picture didn't add anything to the piece. Still, as I said, this is hardcore and powerful, and indicative of a nicely dark creative mind.  

just so damn sick. its amazing

Great use of metaphor. I love the idea of using the elements to express emotions. The actual word 'fire' conjures images of frenzy, passion, desire - highly emotional feelings and responses that flame up that 'fire in our belly' i.e give us and character and 'soul'. But you talk of 'fire' as your enemy and wanting your 'fire' to die. As I already understand from reading one of your other poems, 'feeling' is what gives you pain. The mental torture you express has come from various events and people in your life, but it is your uniquely personal feelings and emotions of these experiences that you cannot come to terms with - not the actual event, but your perception of it. We all deal with the things that happen to us differently, even the most tragic ones. Your way of coping with feeling is to try and finds ways of numbing it, in the hope that it will melt away. This can be done through many outlets with self abuse being one of the most popular choices. But really it isn't productive because you can only numb feeling temporarily, or else destroy yourself completely. Only by confronting our feelings can we abolish the fear of feeling. What you need to realise is that it is ok to feel the feelings that you feel - these emotions are personal to you - what make you YOU. Once you understand that your feelings are perfectly natural and it is the episodes of your life that have been 'unnatural', disturbing etc, it is then that the iron weight suppressing the would be harmonious relationship between yourself and your feelings, will be removed. We cannot control our feelings, but we can compromise with them - by accepting them we are enlightened to find that they no longer control us, and in turn we regain control (something you fear). Once you decide to enter onto the hard and gritty road of reassigning your feelings, you will find that you literally experience the feeling of a weight being lifted off your mind. In order to understand the thoughts and feelings that infiltrate your mind you must relinquish fear and confront. The bad things that have happened in your life attacked, insulted and poured sorrow over you and your feelings have led you into a long and self destructive battle, but you have the power to finish the war - all you need is courage. Sorry if I sound like i'm preaching but I just want to show you that you can regain control of your life and move forward onto a new journey of positivity, peace of mind and ultimately, happiness.
Lastly, I believe that poetry is the most construtive way of self expressing pain and reflecting on the things life has landed you with, and you do this wonderfully. So in actual fact when all you see is darkness and you begin to write a poem, when you've finished, you receive a little light back - you already have positivity in your life.
I hope my words can give you the motivation to change your way of thinking and help yourself for the better.

I want to thank you for these words of encouragement, I understand everything you are saying and appreciate the fact that you have given me advice I have heard a million times before from my own mouth and the therapist’s. I know exactly what you’re saying about just having to “Suck it up and accept it.” But it will take time for me to fully accept this fact of emotion or “fire” and until then I will look forward to no emotion or “ice”…along with 2012. Your words did in fact touch me after a harsh yelling from my own Father, the one who builds this fire, after seeing him for the first time in a month or two. I guess I can now have some words to tell the doctor while he’s searching me down for cuts, drugs, and depression symptoms. I’m so happy I can get advice from someone who has a little feeling of what true pain is. I have also skimmed your poems, they all use big words sadly something I lack, but your poems seem to surround the harsh reality of life and I’m pleased we can both see that yes life sucks, but life will not stop for us personally. But as I said, that shred of perfect-ness I could never achieve myself still calls out to me, and until I can tame my need for that flawless monster, I will forever long for ice. Thank you for the advice I know I will appreciate it even more in the future when I can finally accept it and I look forward to reading more of your poems.