Moshpit For Two

Slamming doors
Making the walls vibrate
With the impact
Of my bitter tears

The air pulsating
Like guitars shredding
Through the darkness
At a rock show

You're not in my sights
Aiming through a blurry scope
I hurl myself blindly
To destroy something... But not you

The bruises forming
When your hands crush my veins
Purple fingers with their ghostly grip
Wrapped around my neck

Throwing me into our demons
Knocking me off my high horse
Disconnected from the world
It's just me and you

Slamming our brains out
Until the ringing in our ears is gone
And we're just a crumpled heap
Of sweaty bodies and broken hearts