By Good Ol' Stevo Fearlessly fighting
The fate that I belong.
Not deserving all the pain,
There’s just so much that’s wrong.
Helplessly hoping
The hell in which I live
Is not my only option;
I’ve got so much to give.
Selfishly seeking
The satisfaction I desire;
Like a great poet said,
“Come on baby light my fire.”
Desperately dying,
The death spreading within.
And now, with this, my final act,
My greatest and final sin .
Poem: The Poem That Scares My Mother
