Your Game

You switch,

Explode

With rage so vile.

It hurts my every nerve.

You push,

Propel

With mighty force.

To cope I have to swerve.

I bleed,

Cascade.

Immersed in emotion.

To drown, 

I don’t deserve.

You provoke,

Control.

This is your game.

Your lips a 

Smirking curve.