Icy Warmth

On an Icy floor I tread with many thoughts in head warm thoughts bring chills but the volatile balance kills as the static hope acts as dope and follow I my thrills to the very weakest ground where strongest leap is found and falling through this icy cloud to death or life but past illusive shroud I'll take the plunge and hit the ground to fly by you and with you this I must do for the ice builds and my fear keeps too me from Icy depth and warm embrace and lost am I without my place above my trivial fears that I may live a thousand years of life alone while crying tears to combat only selfish fears to bring about a happiness as firm as solid stone I'd rather live life under ice than firm and warm upon my throne