Minefield

Walking through this minefield of miscommunication

where outbursts are fatal 

flinging shards of deadly exaggerations

We've been here once

We've been here before

but we always come back

to this never ending war

Are we struck by Stockholm syndrome?

We have each other by the neck,

but wouldn't want to be anywhere else

So pick up your gun 

and keep trying to shoot me through the chest

while I'm shooting at your hands