III.I.VII.Switch

Why the f**k do you act like you couldn't hate me more

Closely followed by declarations of love that could hold a place in lore?

You make me feel like dirt

And then I'm your f*****g queen.

You talk to me with poison'd voice

And seconds later with tones honeyed.

Your gaze is full of daggers

And pain you'd like to inflict

And then suddenly you love me again - did someone flip a f*****g switch?

I don't know how to deal with you -

I'm walking on f*****g eggshells.

I don't know what you want from me -

This confusion is living hell.

Author's Note

A rant post-argument.. cant you tell? :p

Reviews

[R J Askew]

This reads like a punk lyric. I went with which ever title put it's arm round me and said 'read me' and SWITCH intrigues. 'What kind of switch?' i wondered On or off? Could also be a verb? So the title got me. Hate/love/dirt/queen//poison/honey/daggers/pain. ...... seems like the balance is tipped with the word pain! I like that string of words...if you read it fast it's very powerful. Dirt Queen...now there's a thought.

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

i have many rant post-argument poetry myself. =]
i like it. and i know how you feel. you think they'll change for good, maybe itll get better, and then once things start to go the way they should they switch it around and f**k it all up again.