Nothing Good

I want to be a bullet,

Pierce into your mind,

And get washed in your toughts.

I want to be an arrow,

Run in to your heart,

And wash myself in your blood.

I want to be the poison,

Kill your hatered,

And let you rest in love forever.

And I want to be nothing good for you,

Nothing that enchants you,

‘cause you are the only good, the only enchanted.