my enemy

far from loving not near nice
you'll see no suger only spice
angels tears, don't you cry
these aren't your wings, you can't fly
this is your den your home your hole
and darkened demons have no soul
in this hole there is no light
and when your good your never right
in this den pain never ends
and no one help-ful is your friend
you have my fear
you know that dear
of precious rain
in this devious game
of twists and turns
that you can't learn
and drugs my life?
hows that right
when your the one with puncture marks
and your the one with deadly sparks
your the one with cuts and scars
and your the one that hangs at bars
don't you tell me that im not right
and don't you even start this fight
im done with you
and heres your cue
just leave me be
cuz, your not me

by angelkempt
posted on 12/21/2007