Not everybody prefers warmth . . .

"Ice"

When a bruise doesn't heal right
It becomes numb to shield the pain
But what is something that has no feelings?
The bruise can no longer feel warmth
It moves through its daily actions
But never questions why
It can think about the present
But it never looks at the past
Nor does it care
It seems healed to everyone seeing it
But no one can dig underneath the skin
Nor does anyone seem to care