playing with fire
as the saying goes
but you're not fire
at least not metaphorically anymore
you're the ocean
changing which way you decide to go & flipping it
around because you dont want to go that way anymore
you're so calm
but the waves take over you


you can have my wrapped around your finger
wrapped so tight that it hurts
hurts to do anything but become your slave
this ocean has me in it's depth
i can't even put up a fight
I'm no match against you
and you know it
how weak I am for you
you say the right things do the right things
and i can't help love what's killing me
so beautiful when youre calm
so breathtaking when youre at ease
slowly waving back and forth in a picture so serene
but the Tsunamis are quiet in the midst of their forming
I'm scared of you
you already destroyed me once
but you come back
those words always get me
you always get me
I'm a ******* slave for you
so pathetic
it's not even a game anymore
it's who can fall before they can't get back up
my bets are for the girl who can't swim
the girl who rides the waves rather then controls them
who goes under rather than surfs
she's weak