At Least the Trap had an Escape Latch.

I didn't have to chew off my leg. The trap was gently released, which maybe hurts more. Watch that relationship status like a hawk child, it'll change fast and leave me spinning.

Once again against my better judgement I opened it. I let a new voice in, a new color to wrap my brain and heart in knots.

HOWL at the moon baby, because I'm a lone wolf. And when you go against your blood, nature punishes you. Yearn for a hearth, but sleep in twigs and snow.

Yearn for an embrace, but only my own arms will hold me.