You kissed me on the lips
With your fist
How did we get into this tryst
Writing scripts and drawing battleships
Our love written on knuckles
With the letters H.A.T.E
How long will we rock this ship
Courting resentment
Revulsion will marry us
Till death do us part
This love will carry us
Further into the dark
enemies
And so my enemy, in the end, is the same
I wouldn’t wish the human condition upon my worst enemy, but alas I have it and so do they.
So my enemy, in the end, is the same.
And that is what hurts the most.
