past relationships

this is something I wrote when I was sad part 273737373737

I confuse what's love and lust
because of things that remind me of what's left of us
and with these crumbling walls of trust
I'll lie here in the dust.

and of course, there's nothing you can do
to stop the abuse of drugs and booze
that distract my mind from the thought of you
and what you did when no one knew.

behind closed doors you took my pride, pinned me against the wall with nowhere to hide
and you grabbed my heart and put it aside as you tore me open and watched my chest divide.