We are filthy men.

This is an apology for my sin 

To ms. Jona-Lynn and my 

Father who watched me do

Such wrong against them

I’m sorry for the lust deep

Down in my heart, those 

Brief moments alone where

You should have come 

Across my mind not the 

Women before my eyes 

The evil that made you 

Feel so ugly how could 

Either of you ever love me? 

The grief that has shown 

Upon my face that moment

I knew I broke you apart 

I’m so sorry I could never

Say it enough and the award

Goes out to the producer

Who crushed me the most

The pornography that kept

Me bound and away from 

You, I am an awful man a 

Bastard to the child of lust

He planted deep down in 

My core 

This love scorns me over,

The guilt that keeps me 

Captive, a man should never

Live with such sin, cut off 

His head from the thought,

I will gladly stand under 

The chopping block for 

Every thought I brought

To you 

The blade writes 666 for 

Everyman had been brought

Down by this adultery, it is 

Our mark our flaw that keeps

Us bound and I swear to God

I loved you and I swear I cry

Right now because Gosh damn

I loved you 

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