Might be you never were the one for me,
still it confuses me how I manage to get back to the dark,
always ending up on the wrong side of my mind.
I’m scared knowing what might come my way,
certainly, being used to pain and rage.
I’m scared that I might end up broken beyond repair.
What if my soul never recovers, leaving my heart broken.
In certain things I seem to be done, and I accept it,
might never be that my heart will never be whole again.
What if I’m forever done with feeling?