We have bloodied each other,
I’ve been stained by your soul,
With soft words, brutalised each other,
Raked open wounds over burning coal.
We have been devoured in the massacre,
The shambles of our union,
In careless gestures, hit the jugular,
decimated our holy communion.
We have turned wine to vinegar,
filled our home with emptiness.
Our offspring braced for the trigger,
Won’t breach this empty nest.
We sharpened our skills
As we prepared for war,
My weapon not force or archery
But mastery of casual cruelty.
It’s the ones who love you
That you hurt the most
The ones who need you
That you let down
It’s the ones who hurt you
That you won’t let go
The ones who stay
That you break down
It seems we walk a lonely road
This need we have can steal a soul
Yet somehow in the midst of drudgery
We found a blissful camaraderie
So if you ever feel alone
Or even if you need a moan
I’m always on the other end
Your comrade, confidante and friend