Stuck inside this metal suit,
Never to feel the wind in my hair,
Or the snow on my skin
Bond here with my soul seal,
Wondering if I can ever return,
To be myself again
He did it to protect me,
To keep me in this world
So now my soul has not gone in the gate
I want to feel and to breathe,
To be able to cry with my brother
Even pain is better than this nothing
But for now I'm stuck in this metal,
Trapped by the soul seal,
Yet kept alive by it all the same
Author notes
It's a loner out there in the FMA poetry world on this site. 
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