Literature
Self +Enemy
Fire and Ice
My enemy and I
I and I
My enemy is my best friend
He is really close to me and knows me very well.
Hes like a key, and Im the lock
We both fit
And I hate it.
Because it is like rain, cold
Yet also like the sun, hot
It spatters, scatters, leaves everything muddy and my eyes cloudy
And it spreads quickly, taking my whole body.
Because with it Ive tasted FIRE and ICE
And it HURTS and KILLS
Yet it also HEALS and feels like HEAVEN
Its complicated...
But if I had to choose whether to be or not
Id choose to be because that enemy
My best friend is I.
And I have tasted enough from all to say
That I need him...
Even