Sadness 

Tears of ice drip from my eyes

slicing--cutting slowly down my face,

as I try to remember your love

in my heart or any place.

As I try to recollect if there was

any true love given to me,

not for a price or a reward,

but only for my own sanity...

or insanity, nowadays I don't know

I've asked the questions I wanted answered.

I've answered the questions asked

but now you dodge and elude me like a dancer,

just answer damn it, can't you do just that ? ? ?