I force my cheeks to form a pleasant expression
to not let through the teasing pain
someone has finally taken away my grasp
and instead of relief I began to feel insane

Now it hurts to recall such nights
where I gave my intimate self
regret that I was ever so scared
enough to run away from such warming wealth

I must place blame; its where shame belongs
and so a burden has ****** upon my back
hopefully shallow but weighted down
my facade of strength has begun to crack

Left in winter when the new buddings bloom
sodden from endless showers of dolor
and I sink behind a shield, for fear
that forever this will stay, forever in my core