Conquering steps towards maturity, an uphill climb, is a
difficult task to undertake.

Watching what is said, to whom it's being said, not
trusting anyone with important information, and trying
to hold everything in while busting at the seams.

Anger flowing like lava, encompassing everything within it's
wake, burying alive, all meaning of life.

Thousands of ashes pile themselves in columns, making places
where people have died interiorly.

Memories rerun themselves eternally through the minds of
those who have been loved and abandoned.

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stairway-to-maturity/