Frozen Heart

In the frost of night, I carved my shield, A wall of ice, where warmth could never yield. The world, a storm, relentless and fierce, So I froze my soul, no wound to pierce.Cold winds whispered, "You must endure, Let no fire burn, keep intentions pure." But in the chill, my breath grew sharp, A lonely echo in a frozen dark.They called me cruel, a beast, a fiend, For in my chill, no life could glean. Yet they never saw the storms I faced, The blizzards born from love erased.My heart, a glacier, unyielding stone, To survive, I stood alone. But in the mirror, frostbit eyes, A monster stared, to my surprise.For in my cold, I lost the flame, The warmth of love, the softest name. Now, an ice-bound wraith, I stand apart, Frozen veins and a hollow heart.They call me monster, harsh and cold, But they never felt the stories untold. Of how the warmth betrayed my trust, And left me to gather frost and dust.So I remain, in shadows stark, A creature born of frozen dark. Protecting scars that never thaw, The monster in the mirror’s maw.