i dont understand why i do these things
my tears are little memories of your love
seeping from my tear ducts, down my face
flashing through my mind is your warmth and your touch
and your arms wrapped around my waist
these sheets are prison bars containing my soul
keeping it from escaping through the seems
your the thing ive been searching for to make myself whole
but the pain stabbs slowly like frigid wooden beams
i remeber your tawny brown eyes
genuine and prtecting me from myself
yu saw right through all my walls and my lies
but set my scars upon the shelf
you treated me like gold, though i waas barely tin
you faught away my thoughts of giving up
though i could not brek through the cement walls ive always lived
i pushed you away...i cant regret that enough...