My Own Inferno

Is it getting hot in here? I can't see straight anymore I don't have to write yet I still do I haven't any idea why, I just do Do, do, do, do, yes This is where I burn Where the monsters come out of hiding Here - in the quiet of afternoon tea And petrichor soaked daydreams This is where I ache For the world's state and sake today I am a man of many convictions And right now, maternity is one of them Mother to my own inferno I birthed my own end, by my own design I am never good but never am I horrid or bad It's a state that's both scaresome and fulfilling I am burning with everything I've got My desire, my goals, my love, my pain and sadness I hope it was all worth it All this madness must lead to somewhere It... has to