Do you know the feeling?
The prickling pressure,
Right on the tip of your tongue.
It's a roaring beast, pawing to get out.
But you can't let it go,
It would leave you in ruins.
It's a fiery greatness, burning its way free.
A hole will soon be in your chest,
And your world, a mess.
It is as destructive as a cancer.
Killing you from the inside,
You want it out, you need it out.
I have a secret.
Deep within,
Would you like me to share it with you?
