Fire

This is what I wrote when I felt trapped in my life

Fire
Needles piercing and seeing a corrupt path
Feel the hot red wrath
Dying in a hot red and gold
Some only six days old.
I sit alone and every line is a life
Felling the clod blade of a knife
And feeling the blood run down my arm
Knowing I’m going to have to stay calm.
Fire is a demon but I thank him you hear!?
Cause I’d rather them be up there than down here
Everything I have on the inside
I need to unleash it with a key
That can free me from the fire
So I may experience my hearts desire
So to unleash it all I need is a special key
Only one God can give me.