Trapped Under Ice

I can't call out.
I can't get help.
I'm going to stay trapped.
Trapped under ice.
For my whole life.
Until I die.
I'll always be alone.
My only friends are ones in machines.
And imaginary ones.
The real ones?
The ones I thought I had?
I don't think so.
They're not friends anymore.
They're faces in the crowd.
They talk to me.
And I talk back.
But we are only communicating words.
Not feelings.
I thought we might have been.
But they proved me wrong.
Time and time again.
They proved me wrong.
I don't want to kid myself.
So I'll give up.
I'll talk and say words.
But my feelings will remain inside.

Always trapped under ice.