Another conversation erased 

Another phone number deleted 

My hope, again, depleted 

It’s not you, it’s me

Or at least that’s what they say 

But I know that it is I, not they 

Sometimes it’s an accident 

Sometimes it’s deliberate 

Self-sabotage never far away 

Almost comforting, in a way 

Alone again at last 

The darkness takes a hold 

How stupid was I to think

That I could ever escape the cold