Good and Evil

My pleasure,
Is the cause of my pain.
What makes me smile,
Also makes me cry.
What makes my heart sore,
Breaks it in two.

Who makes me alive,
Also kills me slowly.
Who holds me close,
Shoves me away.
Who found me,
Lost me in madness.

You make me feel,
And make me numb like never before.
You make me see
And blind me by pain.
You pick me up
And shove me down.

Our love helps me live
And kills me.
Our love holds me high
And buries me underground.
Our love healed my heart,
Then tore it apart.