They say that I’m controlling
You tell me I’m emotional

But I’m really just temperamental
I’m unpredictable

I am Mount Vesuvius
Soon, I will erupt

And I will cover our little city and love
In ash

My feelings simmer below the surface
The ground rumbles beneath your feet

Fire lights the sky
Red turns to gray

Passion and play
Fire and rage

Really, they are all the same
Collectively, each will fade

After the spew of my might, desire, or rage
(Whichever one I’m feeling that day)

The dust will settle
And you will suffocate

Then, I will cover you with a gray blanket
And I will smother you