Afflicted

I am locked Bolted hard. Yet feelings can sneak Under cracks I want to cement the floors Nobody's suppose to be here I'm supposed to be void of feeling Why can't one thing in my life be consistant? Can't you hear this? I don't want love I don't want hate what I want is nothing What I want is peace But I heard peace only comes After the storm Is that why your forcing these feelings to reach me? Why your forcing me to swallow them down? Your spoon feeding me Until I can feel the aches I tried to escape But obviously Even in a bolted down room With cement covering up every hole My heart will still be afflicted by this This called love