Author's Quick Poetic Thoughts About Star Studded Adversity

I used to think about My competitive recreational athletic entertaining bout And then appeared the invisible hint to get out It was all in my glamorous haunting past Ferocious winds terrified my life’s sailing mast Filled with reality water’s challenging chop Thrashing my egotistical maturing mind screaming ‘please stop’ But here I take my pen in hand Not trying to be anything only to survive taking a stand I used to think about a mistake I did not make Everyone scorned me calling me a fake But through putting blood on paper, During slow time as a high-class waiter I get things off my chest Showing my reader, I did my best Confronting a conflict that tried to make my life a mess Guilt will make my antagonist confess I will be the heroic protagonist getting celebrity headline press Would this be the solution? Proper resolution In a certain arc That shows the light in the dark Story telling is my way To put information on the communication tray Writing books Fictional plots and scenes I do cook This is what it is like to be an author Always going out pitching for a publisher’s offer This what I used to think about No longer wasting time engaging in any addicted pout