Awhile

Better off alone
No ones arms to call home
Locked into a prison
Not only free,
But forced to roam.
12 year old feelings
And a flood
Then would bring tears
Now only brings blood
I'd rather be in your arms
Than your head
But somehow
You end up in me
Instead
Avoidance
Of risking this feeling
May be worth
This deal I'm sealing
Prevalent bloodlust
And hiding my phone
Who will die in this room
I'm better off alone