i cannot recount
why this is
happening to me
beseech a marvel
love is to know pain
as far as
i can blithely see
exalt the harmful
how i wish
i wasn't
so attractive
even today
i know i am
calefactive
the depth of my belief
is something that
i cannot deny
the sanctity
is lost
should i
ever go
awry
the public will decry
the laity in chagrin
over
what is justified
inadequate responses
a clergical reprise
it's not the past
i'd not wish
to deny
the staid truth
it's not the reason
i'm without
my chastely virtue
sometimes i wish
i had
never have known
corrupting my senses with
what i was shown
something i should
have never allowed
all the portending
to be so condescending
all the cajoling
lies and heartache
for the sake of
a vow
someone unkind
cost me
my conscious sanity
all my life
i've known nothing
but the
ways of the deaconry
maybe life is forlorn
while temperance
is sworn
now i know
the reason
i can only
try to grow
all my thoughts
and emotions
it was never my fault