Within my skin I love you
but within my bones, I loathe you
These two emotions mix and dance
inside my addled mind.
What you do to me is exquisite
because that is love, isn't it?
To hate and adore someone
and not knowing which is worse
but also thinking about staying the course
There's much love lost
and much hate won.
While I think about you all the time
you aren't the only one
with themselves in bloody torment
how I wish I had you're calm
while I sit seething agony
while you craft your bombs