to wish me on none

so...
there...
right there, in front of me,
stands a tortured beauty..
baring all,
seemingly not scared to fall
a connection rare
so why the fuck..
do I stand in fear
probably the fact,
I fuck things up
I give it all
expect too much
creating glutinous hatred
and turn good people
into beasts that stray..
overwhelming feelings
that contort your sight
feed your longing
a seemingly need
I used to run with no fear to trust
heart on my sleeve falling in lust

  now countless failures
raise the alarms
too many demons to feed
cause my soul to heed

as much as I want
to give my all
I'm afraid my dear
I'll only cause you to fall
not sure of the reasons
maybe it's just bad luck
but my heart wouldn't cope
if another life I did FUCK...