Chains

Twisted in this metal,
Chains that hold me down.
Sores from my past hurt,
Keep me in this basement.
Like a child afraid of the night,
I'm afraid of the pain.
I can't take anymore heartbreaks,
I can't play these senseless games.
There's no such thing as perfect love,
But only my perfect dreams.
Of what I've always wanted,
Or so I convince myself, so it seems.