Careful

It's intensity I seek in your tired, chalking face.
Your eyes divert from truth in words outside of naked lace.

Awake your love is business, it's all bag and tag; ignore.
From subtle to my begging plead, you're not willing to give more.

I declared my feelings and regretted every time.
Now I'm losing all my sense and care of consequence and crime.

You lead my heart to notice; broken walls, your heart was home.
Then you threw the message in a bottle and washed me up like foam.

I should have been more careful but they're right that love is blind.
I should have cut you out when they said "side chick", but my mind...

I was so entrance by could-be's that I gave away my trust.
You calmed me with your cooling-water-lies and I combust.

You left me then you didn't, I moved but kept my key.
I'm trying to forgive but the betrayal twists in me.

Playing on my issues while you blame to tame the storm.
Could it be your guilt that sweats? You're angered and too warm.

Agitated, hurtful words, you're mean and far away.
Hate me for protecting whatever's left of disarray.

Kick me while I'm crying and tell me that you understand.
Said that you will help me now, when this is all due to your hand.

What is love; sincerity, when your insides slosh with rot?
What is life when I want to die, but selfish I am not?

Your eyes divert from truth. Why can't you look me in the face?
It's honesty I seek, and yes I'm weak for your embrace.

But you've worn me with your cooling-water-lies and now it's rust.
All I ever wanted was a love that I can trust.

You ripped the message, broke the bottle, and now I'm left to roam.
I should have been more careful... But I thought your heart was home.