Sin's of Mine
I was told that being in depression and lonesome
Can kill someone.
I did not believe and for that I must pay.
I have sin my life for so long with Greed that
I can no longer feel the pain that it has caused me.
I am filled with Lust, by not only him,
But, for his bother as well.
I have too much Pride that it has caused me to
grieve and to cry, for I am only human in there eyes.
The Sloth within me has kept me from taking actions,
From telling both of them what I needed or what I wanted.
I Envied the poor dead
As she could not feel as me yet could be as evil and cunning as me.
I was Gluttony for wanting so much more then
Just a single kiss.
But my most hated is my Wrath,
My Anger, my range has taken me and consumed me for all eternity.
For They couldn't love me!
For those two bastards didn't see any of my hated Sins!
For they had some of there own Sin!
Why? Why couldn't they have taken me?
Why did they leave me to self pity my useless life!
Why did HE have to choose a Dead bitch!
Why did HE have to betroth himself to some GIRL?
Who was younger then me?
WHY, WHY, WHY!
Well, I'll tell you why,
Because my Sins where the death of me.
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I wrote that when I was mad at some one. I know that it may suck but I'm not really good with poems or stuff like that but I still like to write them. Well tell me what you think.