Cracking like marble,
I'm breaking like stone,
Losing control of all that I've known.
Who do I love?
Who can I trust?
I'm on the verge of breaking,
I'm starting to bust.
Your cold gaze cuts through me like ice,
and your solum words are rarely nice,
but some how like moths to a flame,
I keep finding myself calling out your name.
Theres a wall I built around my heart,
But somehow you always manage to tare it apart.
Do I love or hate you I cannot say,
Leaving and going, just walking away,
is something I cannot bring myself to do,
For I am cracking just for you.