I am amber, born from a cut

Pain but no mouth to scream with,

And my imperfections only

Serve to make me more perfect.

I am coal, laid out along a seam

Silent in the crushing dark;

Take a match to my hard skin

Because it's what I was made for, right?

I am ice, drop me and I'll shatter but

Don't delude yourself, you can't thaw me.

I am arctic, and harsh enough to hurt

Anyone foolish enough to handle me.