I am your stepping stone
milestone
accident prone
regretfully known
Perfection, you could not hone
to suit your own
selfish moan
of a harsh tone
which has sown
the Monster within me, grown
now, full blown
seated upon my throne
from whence I was flown
to the ground, now thrown
into this Dead Zone
of Shame not shown
where Secrets groan
muffled, from the depths of my Soul
Forever alone.
