Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Yearn to Burn

My mother tried to warn me of

The hell that I was heading for.

But even lots of mother's love

Would not stop me from wanting more

Of the wild life that did inspire

Me to keep heading toward that goal

Of living life that was on fire,

Oh so willing to sell my soul.

It mattered not whatever cost

The devil wanted, I would pay.

And in the fire I soon got lost,

And hell became my only way.

My mother over me did cry,

And probably did wonder why.