I got a new coat
That filled me with pride
I was a little hesitant
Wanting to give it a try but
What about my jacket, my sweater?
Or the one with the hood?
Would it keep me warm?
Safely tucked in its arms?

I loved my coat
I wore it everyday
I wanted to show it off
In every possible way
No wet blanket
Could be thrown on my ardor
Filling me with affection
A feeling I covet
Treasured it almost with revere

The lining started to crumple
Seams began to rip
Fraying threads barely holding on
Clinging for dear life
A whisper like a scissor snip
Fabric tearing on the inside
Veiled from the outside
Pristine to everyone's eyes
But tattered lining brushed my shoulders

I don my coat
An insatiable hunger unsated
I still love my coat
It still tries for hugs filled with tender
Its kisses light against my skin
Attempting the comfort it used to offer

I appear balmy
But inside I quake
The warmth clings on
But the chill seeps in
I love my coat
But now all it offers is a
*False sense of security