Volatile

You’re volatile

On edge

And likely to explode

 

But I can’t help it

I have to keep pushing

You closer to insanity

I have to keep driving

You insane

 

It’s like a game

A gamble

And I’m risking everything

Despite the hopeless odds

 

You will detonate

And bring me down with you

 

But it’s like a game

And I can’t help myself

With every word

I invite destruction

 

And one day

I’ll have to pay

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

Those first three lines made me think 'She's writing about my cat!' Honestly she it the most jumpiest thing ever!
And then, obviously not, because it was an awesome poem!

[EMP]

geez louise, claire you're brilliant. this is one of my favourites of yours. what more can i say? it's great :)