It was millennia ago when I was frozen.
My heart, soul and body.
Solid diamond.
It was my choice, and I refuse
to regret it.
But every day, placed among my family,
I want to be warm again.
I want to laugh, talk,
and feel the purpose of life.
But all I can do is cry.
I wish they could know how I feel.
I wish they could tell that I can still see them.
I wish they could hear my cries and sobs.
I am banging my fists against an eternal, unyielding wall
that I cannot be rid of.
I am trapped in my still body,
not able to fly free as I once did.
I am closed in a castle of glass,
drowning in these silent tears.
I wish, how I wish, that I could be warm again.