What Are You? Poem by Crimson Haze

Eyes,
Cold and dark, I feel as if I'm looking deep down into a bottomless hole.
Skin,
Pale, silvery white, soft as velvet, cold as ice.
Voice,
Soothing, it is my favorite lullaby.
Heart?
Do you have one?
It is hard to say.
I hear the beating,
I taste the blood,
I feel the warmth,
but you show almost no compassion, no sympathy.
I'm still trying to figure out what you are,
and trust me I will,
even though I know I will not get an answer out of you I have to ask you...
what are you?