Mood swinging…



An emotional pendulum.

Swings high, and low.

A back and forth rhythm,

has a turbulent flow.

You hear musical laughter,

til a breeze rocks the boat…

And in the blink of an eye,

she’ll rip out your throat.


Last chance…

You’ll “pull up your socks”.

You “don’t want us estranged”.

You’re “fixing your ways”.

The Leopards spots have changed.

You’ll start “showing me love”.

You’ll start “treating me kind”.

You’ll “respect how I feel”

when I’m speaking my mind.

I won’t need to fear

when your temper is burning

One more chance and I’ll see

it’s a new leaf you’re turning.

It’s hard to say no

to the charm in your eye…

“This time will be different”.

This one final last try.