Spoiler
This seemed a bit short to me. Although I'm not sure how to continue it. Please tell me your thoughts on it. Critiques are also more than welcome. 
A silent teardrop shed;
A consequence of those hating words,
You will never understand,
The whirlpool of hurt that followed.
Or the direction my heart went.
But I'll tell you,
My heart took a worse turn
And plunged into icy hibernation.
Numb, forever-frozen and unloving.
The heart solidified.
A frostbitten icicle, it was.
I knew not whether it will heal.
Or whether it'll see spring's bloom again.
But whatever path lies ahead,
For now, the heart
Is a winter wasteland.
Not a winter wonderland.
