Life is cold
Shivered and sad
It’s hard to be bold
When everything makes me mad

Life is frozen
Just like the Arctic
What decisions have I chosen?
Life is flowing like the Baltic

People, I learn, are very toxic
They become cold and icy, what is warm?
Their mood changes, booming in sonic
What is this wind, this raging storm?

Biting breeze, jaggedly sharp
I cannot yet stand on my own
Strings of a harp
Could not set me on ease, nor turn me to stone

Like one, one is cold and dangerously hot
Frozen and cruel, with the swipe of his hand
My heart aches, glazes over with fraught
Yet this bitter taste on my tongue is not bland

Metallic and rough, so seizes the winds!
Oh how frosty it has gotten!
Chapped lips, cut and torn
Climbing this mountain, do tell that I’m not forgotten

Climbing this slope, this rock called ice, called snow, called life
Slips under me, and I’m falling
For once, life has cut me deep, stabbed with a knife
For what worries lay beneath, help I am calling

And yet this bitter barrier
Wards off anyone who wishes to try
Life just got chilling, so much more real, and much scarier
Watch my eyes, as life slips out and I die

Cold, a breezing draft steals my lungs
Coughing and choking, have I not gotten a chance?
Cold, this frigid world, so cruel yet not begotten
Do you dare look at me with a mere glance?

Scatter like flocks of birds flying south for the winter
If the world is cruel then I shall remain strong
Take a step back, I’m never at hinder
Dare to strike me? For you, you are dead wrong

I could never be lost
I’m finding my way
My life or whatever the cost
So help me and I’ll stay