He was alone from childhood
He cried for love, but love ran so far away
Prayed for care, but care lifted his shoulders in pride,
Begged for help, but help thought him a plague
Of this world found no joy, no peace, no love
Never saw a smile, never did smile
Rejected he was by fellow flesh as he
Was only able to live on the Small bread he picked
Learned to become a man even as a child
This world knew no love for him
And soon he began to build; to build his own shell
For many years he depended on crumbs,
The crumbs of the rich and the hand of the poor
As days turned to years he soon realized
No more can he depend on crumbs,
for they were too little to feed.
So he said one day to himself
“No more can I live on crumbs
No more can I live on dirty foods.
For myself, I must create a bread,
If not these hands are of no worth to me”
So he tilled the ground, served the master,
Received many lashes on the innocent back of his
Saw the monsters of the Earth face-to-face
Met terror and became acquainted with him,
Was sore oppressed beyond freedom,
So destroyed beyond repairs.
He wished for luxury, And this luxury to him was;
Joy, peace, freedom, love, and care.
But this luxury was too expensive to afford
And as time did move his shell did grow
Bigger and bigger with each passing day
And this shell soon became his home.
From a small boy Soon he turned into a man
Created his empire alone from all the work he’s ever done
Got all the wealth Earth could offer
Was so feared by many a people
Became a god to many on Earth,
All ladies wished to become his,
But his coldness did push them away
And this Iceman was just cool with it Until she came along…

She knew he was a broken man
Broken almost beyond repairs
She tried to be a friend to him
And break the Shell he once created
Stalked him for many a month
Sent anonymous messages to him;
Saying she was a friend from the past
But deep down he knew he had no friend
Desperate to know who this unknown was,
planning so hard to crumble her,
Thinking humans all the same
Chasing after people from whom they could gain
But when he finally got to meet her
He saw naught but an innocent soul.
What Harm will it ever be to him if he did make her his friend?
She soon knew that plan A went well
So healing his wound would be the next action
Thinking it was to be an easy task
She ventured for it without a thought.
She talked to him to reach his heart
But soon she realized there was no heart
The heart meant to be was already frozen
An Ice was all she could see in him
As cold as stone, impenetrable as rock
He saw through her, he knew her plan
But to aid her plan was impossible
Knowing he already knew the truth
of her great plan to heal his wound
She thought to give up on her plan but giving up has never been an option
And soon it did become a war
Between an Ice and the warmth near it
Being near the warmth he soon began to melt
But to lose a war was not of him
In a quest to retain his title as Ice
He soon became the monster he once feared
Became the terror he fled from
And the oppressor he once hated;
to the only good, he’s ever known
She saw she was already in defeat
But still refused to give all up
Swearing that maybe at her death
The ice would finally get to melt

But no one knew the ice was melting
And was melting quicker than ever known
Surrender was her only choice to make
And sadly she did choose it with tears
Ready to leave the ice and go
She realized he was already a melted soul
Alas she said I won this war
But the melted ice did naught but smile
And into his arms, he did take her
For in her he found all his needed luxury;
Joy, peace, freedom, care, and love
But the greatest of all he found was love.
A love that mended his broken soul.

To all those who know a broken soul heal it. To all those whose souls 1 are broken let
these lines of my heart are healing to you.