feeling the need to run and fight,

to yell and shout out loud,

twisting and turning my soul into loops,

at the center of a screaming crowd.

grabbing and tearing all up into shreds,

wanting to leave a strewn mess,

finding and taking the fire that i need,

having all and accepting no less.

sinking my way into molten desire,

leaving no diamond unturned,

come back to find the soft wounded heart,

of the silken sweet angel ive burned.