Straight Jacket by FreckledAndFearless, literature
Literature
Straight Jacket
I wear a straight jacket
Heavy as a winter coat
In the heat of the summer sun
Others don't understand my grumbles of discomfort
Many think I am insane
And all ask why I don't remove it myself
I used to cry for help, for anyone to release me
But I discovered silence is the closest I will ever be
To normal, in their eyes
Craving relief from the harsh sun the others love
I go to very dark places
When I cannot loosen my own bondage
There were others in the dark
It was a refuge to all who wore the jacket too
I felt understood, for a time
Their stories of pain and hate damaged me
The bonds constricted tight
I thought I would die from suffocati