Ball of Fire

I didn’t pretend to be tame

I didn’t want to be

I wasn’t to live forever

Until you made me feel

I should swallow my own fire

And it burnt

And grew and became ever more fierce

Brewing

Growing

I’ll need to exhale it

And when I do

You’ll be near

In the line there in front

But I’ll feel no need to point and aim

Just simply release it

I hope you feel it