It's in those eyes I crumble.
They break me down, and make me weak.
You're searching for something with your gaze,
and I am overcome with a sudden, consuming fear.
There is nothing inside of me for you.
There is no warmth, no desire.
I can't feel anything for you.
I haven't the ability to reach out to you.
You don't want any part of my train wrecked soul.
My mind is in a heap of rubble in the wake
of a storm that never stops raging.
I am locked inside of myself.
I am beyond repair.
If I could get out, and run away I would.
I would run, and never turn back.
I suggest you do as I would.
Before I destroy you too.