you're the noose to my suicide
the knife to my throat
and the pills to my overdose

you're the gun to my killing spree
the victim to my murder
and the coffin to my dead body

you're the alcohol for my addiction
the reason for my tears,
and the desire for death

you're the eyes to my soul
the key to my heart
and the code to my mind

you're everything I hate
everything I love
everything I want dead
and everything that keeps me alive

Twisted Strange

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/everything-64/