I’ll scratch at a door when I want to get through, then once you open it, I won’t know what to do.

I jump from stone or steel and live for but a moment, Yet I can be the beginning of a raging monster That consumes everything in it's path. Or maybe I'm just a little bit of inspiration. What am I?

I am the frozen lake, and the ghosting of a heart, The violent shadow squad that tears a life apart. The fading arctic clock, the floor where skaters glide, And the flashing diamond chains where hip-hop stars take pride. What am I?

A glassy embrace cradles life in miniature, where emerald dreams dwell, kissed by the sun yet sheltered from the storm's might.

I blink and I waver, I struggle to stay, I warn of the darkness that’s coming your way.