Pristine.

Words that penetrate and thoughts that suffocate
All their whispers make it hard to concentrate
Barred doors guard things I thought I could communicate
Now with broken intentions, I'm unsure how to compensate…

I feel the cold eyes resting on my skin
Laughter twisting my heart like a cloth
I shrink so small while the pain keeps growing
And in the hurt and hatred, I become lost

So I sink deep inside my own soul, my own self
I am alone and pensive in thought
In my pristine little world that no one can touch
Reflecting on darkness; I'll never be caught

But that pristine little world keeps me separate from him
Locked up alone, disconnected, detached
Though providing false security and safety
I realize that his warm loving arms are forever unmatched