Lately
We don't know how to love
without a war
We are most passionate
on the battlefield
We speak in bullets
and every argument
becomes an explosion
I walk in a barren field
passing soldiers of our past
laying
burning
dying
I watch the corpses of my happiness
turn to ash
I watch us destroy the "we"
we worked so **** hard
to create.
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC
Lately
We don't know how to love
without a war
We are most passionate
on the battlefield
We speak in bullets
and every argument
becomes an explosion
I walk in a barren field
passing soldiers of our past
laying
burning
dying
I watch the corpses of my happiness
turn to ash
I watch us destroy the "we"
we worked so **** hard
to create.
