I Wish You had Died

I wish you had died
For my own salvation,
For my faith, in Love
In God, in anything at all.
Nothing is so repulsive
As a faithless, purposeless being,
That exists by merely being,
And being, without love.
Left to recreate
Acts and plays, with wh*res
Who in turn are repulsed by me
And all my efforts to love.
What is in a woman,
Any woman,
Skin is skin,
Bones all brittle.
What more is lust,
Than a faithless man
Alone on a pew,
Reciting poems?
Show me some happiness,
Whilst you carry on living,
And I scour the rivers
For a woman, any woman.

By Haemophiliac.
Finished 23/03/09.