Frozen Souls

She saw him hiding in a corner

it was a winter's day

she asked him, 'may I sit here?'

but he shuddered 

away.

He said:

Don't stand so close to me

don't look me in the eye

the guilt within may repulse you

it's better not to try.

Don't show me any affection

for I may not return

don't touch and soothe my scars

for yours will surely burn.

Don't spoil your flawless beauty

by touching my uncouth spirit

run away while you may

back to the world where you fit.

She said:

My soul is frozen

I need a little warmth.

The world is cold and cruel

and there I find no mirth.

My crimes are worse than yours

I have broken many a heart

their shattered pieces stung my own

now it lies torn apart.

I hate being a trophy woman

being kept upon a shelf

will you let me save your soul

so that I may save myself?

and so he stretched out a hand

and took her fingers in his palm

they sat there side by side

her arm within his arm.

I don't know who helped whom

or if they made it till the end

but it's true,

you can salvage much of yours

if you can find another soul to mend.