Run out of love

You want me back
But i feel its to late
I thought you were the one
but you hurt me last time.

All the scars
will not heal in time
for you to say I love you
Its just to soon.

All your kisses from Hell
are locked in my mind
and they try to escape
as the pain returns.

I fear the darkness
for your love might be held inside
only waiting to feed upon my
soul, waiting to kill me slowly.

Your love consumes me
I cannot stop it
I cannot deny it
I am paralyzed because of it.

I try to run
but my body becomes still and cold
like a cool winters breeze
I am afraid.

What will become of me
What will you do
Will you help me
If I say I love you?