Safety always seems to be behind a door.

Which has usually been lock by you.

With lights out and hands clutched to your face

Tears steadily fall while sobs escape your mouth.

How is it that I messed up so badly?

I've lost the one person I've ever cared about,

And they are not gonna come back.

Once the tears have been cleared,

You blast your music,

Loud enough so that thoughts could no longer be made.

Slowly but surely you make your way to your bed.

Your eyes close,

You drift away,

And then you're gone.

Safe at last from their memory,

Your past.