"Straight Jacket"

The memories

They are haunting.

They force water

Through my eyes

And down my cheeks

Until their journey ends

At the floor.

Tied up hands

Are unable to wipe

The tears away.

Attempting to stop

Myself from crying,

Fails -

My body rejects it,

Sending me into

A fit of hiccups.

The solution to this problem

Is chilling.

A heart stops

As does the water,

Everything is frozen,

There is nothing.

I am free.