Conversations In Verse

[J Hillenburg]

I did not practice my faith well,
I often did not adhere to its laws.
I believed nothing could dispel
my desperate need for applause.
I danced in terrible ruins so rife
with a kaleidoscope of memory.
And I pay homage to that life,
its attraction was no mystery.

It has always been my decision
when I shirked from my vows.
When I once dared to envision
freedom from all you espouse.
I settled for less when I might
have served a greater good.
My days held no real delight,
I was so very misunderstood.

Your fall from grace has been
rather halting and sympathetic.
You suffer from a taste for sin
rather desperate and pathetic.
I curse what I became, a man
immobilized by many fears.
I most certainly did not plan
to have shed so many tears.

[lizzytysh]

Hi J ~

Your writing continues to touch me, and with the way you make your points.

~ Lizzy