Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Moth Into Flame

I sang a song of a pop queen

Who had heard fame and fortune call.

She got caught up there 'twixt and 'tween,

Came the fast rise, then faster fall.

Down deep I knew I sang this song

Not only for her but for me.

It's so easy to numb the wrong,

Escaping from reality,

Pretending that I see the light,

Even though I'm feeling the heat.

Me and myself - who'll win the fight.

I am beguiled by that sweet beat.

I too do chase fortune and fame,

Just another moth into flame.