She'll make her escape someday From the pain of loving someone she sometimes hates A rumbling volcano ready to go off at any random thing Any random moment His negativity lurks about infesting her at regular intervals Whenever he's near
Except There are instances when he shows himself to her The man he was Before the stress and the chaos devoured his goodness Leaving behind this hardened carcass
She glimpses his humanity His compassion peeking out through a caged heart Momentarily, then gone
Those moments become farther apart
So she packs her baggage, carefully, and prepares herself for the day when she's had enough When she finds herself ready To be rid of the fire and the uncertainty of living on tips of toes