Let's dance in black and white

Shattered like glass,
There goes my make-belief wall!
Trampled on like grass,
There goes my faux perfect!

I tried keeping the grass greener on my side
But I still keep having nightmares of the beauty outside this yard
Every time I feel like I moved a mile
I hear the click of the gun, my cue to go back home

Home, the pathetic place I created right in the center of my mind
Greeted by its cold dark haunted walls
Shoving its claws at me to settle in
Chilling me right straight to my bones

The will of choice I gave up a while ago
When I had become my own arch enemy
One that shatters and tramples
The one right behind the cold gun I feel pressed.