who i am

i'm blinded by the light
the black coffee cold on the table
and the day breaks through the night
i stare out into the cold
with red wine stains on the carpet
and i wonder how to break the mould
my mind takes me places
i am haunted by my sins
and i can't seem to forget their faces
i shudder at the crack of the floor
she holds me close, wraps her arms around me
i fear this knocking on my heart's door
i run away through empty streets
past the red door that lures me to danger
not to suffice to their delicacies and treats