"friends Are the Best Enemy"

Don't justify my behaviors, point them as you always do, why do you keep on with this lie if a paper stop you a year ago? Get along with us, is not like you gonna die, stop pretending a life never had, i can make sure you die now, not hate either love, i just play by the law of your anarchy, pathetic, don't lie anymore, you spit hate with flames, i could feel that warm feeling on my face when you spited on me, insult? Not taken from you, i know how much of a pig you can be, i see how much you do for money, i see your well being become a parasite, a monster, remember when we were young and fought alongside me to protect the child's on the city? How we held guns on war for the flag? Now look at this, blood every were, we want to kill each other, why? After so many tears we shed together when our comrade died in front of us, blood, after so many nights posted with blazing guns on hands, blood, after the broken family we lived on we just fell apart like fool's, like idiots we fight, for blood! Im sick of it, we were friends, we were thick and thin, we had a life as partners, as comrades, as leaders, you made ashes, i did too, let you go inside that room and kill them all, i should have killed you when i had the chance, when i had my gun pointed at your head, but good old times stop my pull of the trigger, i could have stop you, now we have this mess, you are a rogue man, i am the hunter, not for the flag, but for my collection of heads, you run from me and keep on putting messages same way, you won't stop, the collection of heads you and I build together, now gone! Then i will kill you! You deserve this hell after killing 34 children on their sleep, never opening eyes again, this is why i want to kill you ex-friend. Remember when you told me years ago... You were happy we ran from that war zone, you told me we survive and we should spread the word, you said you wanted to change a piece of the world, you said we were friends, now... After long 17 years, we fight each other, like we fought back to back, so I put my gun on your fore head, hope you pull the trigger... - POEM TO MOTIVATE POET'S TO WRITE THEIR HEARTS INTO THEIR STYLES -