nemesis

all i ever wanted
was a friend
a brother more than a friend
a friend to watch my back
a family to guard with my hands

why has it now become so very evil.
that you despise the very sight of me
that you conjure up rationales in your head
of how it all ought to be
of how it ought to be your way
or is there a highway?

i made you a promise
to never stop short
go back to the dark port
dump my body beneath the deep docks
my faithful friend
i want to believe
for i've trained my fingers for so long
all the work and progress we now belong
i want to make it back
to be the best man
part of your blueprint plan.

may this pain never be the fuel to drive me
so i sing, write and archive, still, away
i won't back away
i will continue to be your nemesis
the door of your swinging mat
to remind you of what you once believed
don't throw away the good along with the bad