Seven Sins

Seven Sins

A Poem by Shannon Lee Rohn

Seven Sins

Seven Sins
Our body knows from within,
Was it... what was left of my lipstick stain?
From the lust and passion that burns in our soul's remain.
Or the constant thought of someone else, whose sex is that of the same,
My husband will kill you, 'cause you're the blame,
Being with a beautiful woman behind his back, and I 
don't even know her name,
Why does it feel so good to be bad and have no shame?
Is it a test or just a friendly game?
I'm sorry to cause anyone pain.
I can't stop seeing this girl with no name.

Soon she captured all of my time, 
Wasted days on lustful nights.
Without remorse or regret,
It seems my family at home I'd soon forget.
I started noticing her quiet sin,
When she invited others to join in,
I didn't want to do it, but she said it'll be okay it'll never happen again.
But it did, a different guy every time.
What am I doing, I'm losing my mind,
I look in the mirror, my eyes hollow and dark, my skin is pale and pink,
No wonder.. she was pouring powder from a capsule into my drink,
What is going on, I feel so clouded and can barely think.

I felt encaptured in a mental place from where I couldn't escape,
I was willing, so they can't call it rape,
If I'm supposed to learn from this, then it's too late,
I need to lay down, this sickness I cannot take.
Stumble to the bed where i just want to sleep,
Something's making me really weak.

My husband found me, banged on the door til it broke,
The place stunk of booze, and clouded smoke.
He brought his gun and yelled "what did you do to my wife?"
Lay in his arms as he carried me with limp and lifeless legs,
With a cigarette in her hand, points to me and says...
"You should have read the rules before you played,
Now you're going to die with AIDS,"
My husband stopped, looked at her and said, 
"No one's going to miss you when you're dead,"
Put his finger on the trigger and shot her in the head.

Now my kids live without a mom, and my husband without a wife,
Seven sins couldn't keep me alive,
I couldn't go back, not even if I tried,
Started with meaningless sex and stupid lies,
To lust and sex with multiple guys.
Unfaithful deceit, to 
Abandonment and defeat,
From illusion of rape, to drugs and drink,
Life is more important than we think.
So...Before thinking your husband doesn't give you enough love,
I hope you read The Seven Sins I just listed above...

© 2017 Shannon Lee Rohn


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Added on June 26, 2017
Last Updated on June 26, 2017
Tags: sin, rape, lust, murder, drugs, death, disease, love

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Shannon Lee Rohn
Shannon Lee Rohn

Barstiw, CA



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My name is Shannon Lee Rohn, I'm from the Mojave Desert of Southern California. I have 5 awesome boys that I raised by myself since I was 15 years old. Twins 22, 16,14, &12. Plus I have 4 amazing gran.. more..

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