I think about it
but I can't move
I try to cry
but it's still too soon
the music has fallen flat
there are just too many things
I still can't get past
the room is spinning
I'm terrified to find
the only cure
will be escaping myself
but I can't be sure
you took everything
the start of the spark
that began in a pure place
deeply hidden from my heart
you kept taking
lying, demanding and stealing
it all kept adding up
to this horrible feeling
you kept pushing
so you came to understand
all that was left of me
was my blood on your hands
you changed all of the good times around
forced me to face your darkness
burning the love that remained
scarring the pain to my skin.

Because of you I trust no one.