Now all of your thoughts are just fragments pieced together. Not even asking for clarity; all the things I've realigned. How could you understand it? Just staring with that blank face. Can't even see straight,
You try to push against it, and the more it wraps around you. Because I opened you up and made you vulnerable, and you didn't even realize before it was too late. Now you don't care about the way out. You don't care about the other side.
