I go back to your arms in loneliness,

I don’t know where else to go.

Even though there’s no peace there,

At least it keeps my mind off

All the darkness that waits for me,

This empty, dank reality of existence.

You take me in and then you spit me out,

I could never keep up with your moods

Not dynamic enough to keep you coming,

Not brave enough to let you go.