My Promise

Let's seal this greeting With the passion from a razor's kiss Compassion, a virtue, never synonymous with this name Now my gaze pierces two sets of somber eyes Of which only dreams had brought in yesteryear My misery, my bane and my envy personified I will take everything from you I will replicate an assembled heart Forged from your collective agony And I will tear away until there are But two beating hearts before me I will tear away, for my greatest triumph lies in the Fear, loathing, resentment and spite Will scourge them both for the rest of their wretched days