A druken walk home

Hope you realise
That you ruined my night.
I didn't do anything
And you know it.
Why is it so difficult
To leave me well alone?
Why is it so hard?
You hurt me
And you know it.
You hurt me,
You don't care.
So every time
A punch is thrown
Or a drink drunk,
I think of you.
Now i stop being scared,
As i walk your lonely swaying walk.
Whether it's unfortunate
Or not,
You are mine and i am yours.
That is my face,
My friend,
My enemy.
You hurt me
Yet your cure is hope,
That i will realise.
You bastard.
You saint.