was it your true intentions
to play me like a game
giving me hints and making your moves
walking 'round my walls
making me surrender a little more
with every sweet word

did you really just have the same intentions
as everyone else?

With the key in my hands
I should've recognized my mistakes
Being the same as before
Except for one thing;

This time it was you
Not them others

Eyes filling up with tears,
those mascara lines
Hands shaking,
just can't stop

Lungs gasping for air,
not getting enough
That moment of pure panic,
when you feel everything
shutting off

The moment when you're
frightened by your own reaction

That moment of pure breakdown

Before you leave
think about the marks you leave behind;

the trail of footprints
after running through my mind
the trail of scars across my heart
after every time you made it bleed
the trail of tears down my cheeks
after all the times you made me cry

August becomes September
and in a day
autumn comes crumbling in,
with stormy winds and rainy clouds
holding us all in its cold hands

I am the moon;
not afraid of the dark
or of hanging on edge
I am the waves of sea;
screaming as I break
into a million little pieces
I am the stars;
edgy and carful
but shining for you