Perfect hate

By: Damien Dread
September 10, 2008

Whether we’re making out in bathroom stalls
Or punching holes in bedroom walls.
Entrapped in your kisses complexity.
Our love is an atrocity.
You lift me up just to watch me fall.

Even though we’ve been through it all.
I blur out the pain so I don’t recall.
And I’ve screamed out every obscenity.
Because our love is perfect hate.

So, you left down a vacant hall.
I waited all night for you to call.
In you arms I found serenity
Your absence is a tragedy.
I’ve fallen and now I crawl…
Because our love is perfect hate.