I wonder if you know how harden steel?

Unbearable heat fuses together pieces
of an iron junk.
Melting down into the endless time
my solemn grief, my sorrow and my pain,
I turn into something new.
I never knew
the plan is simply plain.

From fire into icy water
and back in fire, in a deadly heat,
and then in ice again.
So going on so many times untill...
The structure reach perfection:
one shiny metal peice -
apparently distraction and affection.
The molecules binds in a special order
where nothing could be wrong.
The execution molder,
the smith forges iron piece into a sword,
The beautiness is deadly.
Deadly strong.

You schooled my heart with agony and pain,
so well so I don't feel your torture anymore.
Your heat, your ice have passed
again, again, again... again.
And finally has gone.
… surprisingly, it's fine.
There are
No grief, no joy, no feelings left.
No tears of those what I had before.
You didn't kill but harden like a steel
my gentle and fragile soul.
You passed like storm -
Tomorrow will never come!
And everything what once is done is done.
And even most of it is gone.
My heart became a double-edged sword
to cut you off...
I will not follow you to coming dawn,
behind your back
in shadow of your fame
in the agonizing flame
without face, without fate and name
through all your lives,
which filled with stupid lies.

You forged my heart with pain,
you turned me into a sword.
I'm not afraid. We'll never meet again.
I cut you off. Farewell. No tears, no words.

8.06.2012-7.10.2013