A Knock at Your Door

Horses gallop on my heart

As I walk my way to your door

Nerves tingle in my fingers

Making things I touch singe more

I’m a walking fire lit

Catastrophe on the way

It isn’t until I see your face

That my monsters hide at bay

Take me in your arms

Comfort, to bring my fire down

Shove away the real me

To somewhere she can’t be found