Frozen

Apathy, unfeeling emptiness,
    is both more and less than nothing.
True nothing offers space for new growth,
    but apathy stifles all hope.

Emptiness too vast for happiness
    paralysing and unending.
No sadness, no anger, just nothing,
    Forever and for evermore.

Happiness, a distant memory,
    taunts me with its elusiveness.
I don't mind; I feel nothing at all,
    not even regret for what's lost.

When feeling returns to frozen limbs
    the first sensation is acute pain.
When feeling returns to a frozen heart
    the pain can be unbearable.

So don't be upset by my coolness
    when you try to make me happy.
My heart is just beginning to thaw;
    releasing pent-up tears at last.

– Kell Willsen