In the icy realm, a frostbitten heart dwells,
A prisoner of chilling winds and bitter frost,
It beats, burdened by the weight of frozen tales,
With no hope for warmth, all connections lost.

Once vibrant, it danced in love's tender embrace,
But now, its essence lies suspended, icebound,
No ember's burn, no flicker of passionate grace,
A barren landscape where affection can't be found.

No ray of sunlight can thaw its frozen core,
No fire's touch can reignite its fading flame,
The arctic depths of solitude forevermore,
An icy fortress, love's warmth it can't reclaim.

In a world of numbness, it...