Killing Hearts, Strengthening Guards

Cold air grows stale before me
It's not summer, not in my mind
The ground is iced in desolation
And desire's palm print remains

Air coils slowly through these lungs
Thick with the stench of mistakes
Stinging with memory, with words
A similar pain in familiar shades

I struggle for better reality
Try and deny heartache and heat
Creeping over me without words
Eyes watch as I destroy my youth

My body aches from what I've done
Poisons I've flourished within me
The phone rings, his voice doesn't hear
"Where are you, how come you're not home?"