Fire

Bring me forth the fire,
For it is something that I yearn.
I feel somewhat cold and dark inside,
And I need to feel it burn.

I need to feel its passion,
To once more be engulfed.
When everything seems so mundane,
I need that desire and that rush.

One can hide behind a mask.
Pretend you are as shiny as a star,
But when time folds back you flick to black,
And remember who you are!

The desire cannot be sated,
The need! longs to be set free,
You throw caution to the wind again,
And again let free the beast.

You think that you can rein it in?
To have some modicum of control?
You can only hold that leash so long,
Before the animal takes its hold.