I watched your life unfold
trapped within
this sphere-shaped world
feeling miniature-sized
compared to you
and your newfound bliss.
It seems you take pleasure in
shaking me to my core,
agitating any semblance of hope.
I’m drowning in my icy countenance
while you look on trying
to warm me in your hands,
but it’s no use because I’ve been
frozen so long,
I cannot feel you.