Analysis of "Winter-the lost soul"

Their eyes sparkle like stars
their smile as bright as the moon
their hugs as warm as the sun,
but somewhere in the dew of winters is lost the ever loving soul
the mist hides the afternoon sun,
the clouds cover the stars and the moon,
Losing everything in hand
curled up in those winter sheets,
fighting the urge to get up
Is that soul lost or is it dead?
No one knows,
Nobody cares
in the complete silence all i hear is the dew drops falling to the ground...
Is that sould lost or is it dead?