Restless on the inside

Waiting for a perfect time

Ready to mess everything up

Filling others with fright

Feelings like solid rock

Gradually start melting

Magma patiently waiting

With whose heart to flock

An eruption of words

Sometimes unannounced

Writing what first occurs

Striking keys until it hurts

Trying not to spoil

Aiming for the heart

But with a calming thought

Leaving behind fertile soil

My brain and heart

Combined like a volcano

Never knowing when to erupt

Or what made it start.

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