A hellish descent

I walk upon the surface of a giant frozen lake,

I know it is dangerous to do so but I persist;

What gives me confidence is all that is not fake,

That is why I continue as the light dissipates the mist.

Captivated by the parts where the ice is about to crack,

I am driven there hypnotically, headlong;

I feel in my gut there is no coming back,

Although I am unspeakably strong.

The fall is steep, daunting and welcoming,

And I enter a tunnel full of fire and ice,

Uncertainty and contradictory desires. The spring,

I realize, is painful and will never suffice,

Unless I decompose everything and create a flowing dice.