Innocent

Never meant to be exposed to your life, every time that you say that you love me, I didn't believe, anything!

How can I bring fabrication (communication) to it's knees when I fear, everything with you.

I reprieve, but the light dims just a little more so I can feel all your open sores.

Everything that I thought that I had in common, everything is blistering.

Every time that I stood outside your box, you left me injuring.