Arsenic induced nightmare

I saw a blizzard with an invitation
To open and endure harsh and wild
The raging storm arsenic laced snow
The eyes riveted to an object below

Ripped and torn asunder by harsh reality
Tossed and torn about by wild winds
What is to live for as coldness wench
A suitor buried amidst Yeti stench

I can not wake for fear of death's gaze
Vivid recollection, debts remain unpaid
Who will rescue me feet frozen in place.
Take me from my nightmare before it's too late