empty lines

You left me lonely and cold.
Trapped in this empty fold.
It's a crease that traps me in.
A sharp turn across to the end.
Torched blue ice makes me blind.
I drop and you are almost mine.
This empty place,
No where else to go.

Nothing is warm where you left me.
Where is the future without you?
When will you come back?
Or will these empty lines keep being stacked?
I'm caved in, can't live.
I surrender to your blue ice.
This is where i die.
Along these empty lines
Of your creative mind.