Analysis of Water

It's from you I find my life,
whilst frozen you're as sharp as a knife
you cut so deep
my warm blood shall steep,
But I do not worry
for today,
enough poured, you will wash it away.
Careful while you're around,
too much causes me to drown,
Navigate through you
carefully I must
for my armour, it has begun to rust.
Holes you have come to create,
no time left I cannot wait,
Treading hopelessly so why bother,
as I depart into the cold water !