When rainy days come I feel the sting
Entering my soul, sharpening the void
Bitter tears under winter falls
Swallow me so I can feel nothing more
Besides this one thing
That is screaming “Don’t stuff me in.”

I’m so cold it hurts like knives
Clawing and biting at my insides
Breathing frost inside my ears
And numbing me from the outside in.

I’m left running through a self-maze
Taking me in loops in my mind
Desperation and Exasperation chase me from behind
Urging me to go faster than I can
In case there’s an exit I’m missing
Unaware that I can’t escape myself
If even listen to its message

When the turbulence within subsides
There’s nothing there anymore
But a lingering feeling of what could have been
But in reality is unreality
Inner calls in the intervals
Of my choking heart
That’s moaning, “Don’t cuff me in.”

Emotions exchanged and feelings renamed
As blood wrings out in swift betrayal
From within its cryptic lair:
The treacherous heart
Alas the pleadings have failed

I turn away and all melts down
But freezes over on the outside
Breath and muscles and eyes are frozen
Everything is blocked but this one voice within
Now only managing to choke out the words:
“Don’t love herein.”