His words chip away at my sleep-deprived brain,
and the color of his eyes feels too deeply ingrained.
I'm a restless wreck with chains wrapped round my hands,
as I steam towards destruction without much of a plan.
You vulnerable heart, you've failed me once more.
I need you back where you were, behind sturdy, closed doors.
Stop your incessant playing of these painful games,
because you know in the end, they all turn out the same.