Cat Dudka wrote a powerfully perceptive story about Victoria in prison entitled Of Dreams and Betrayal. This poem was inspired by that piece and is dedicated to Cat. Comments welcome. cross@norlink.net
I am so empty
you took the whole of me
the bitter wind
howls through what's left of me
Only the hate
burns bright and fierce as a candle
in my endless night
Only the rage
bittersweet as blood
compels my heart to beat
If I gave up
if I let go
what would linger
just the hollow cold
perfect, cruel and silent
as the grave
My pain is a power
that will rise up
and stalk your dreams
you will live my sorrow
as you consumed my joy
Once I thought your eyes
the colour of heaven
but your icy eyes
reflect a deeper cold than mine
you are the prince of winter
and I the queen of pain
we are frozen in each other
we will not warm again.