Sins For Love Poem by Joshua Thomas

This stack of cards,
My lonely life,
Crashes down without regards,
To those simple winds of strife.

Tossing yet another day,
To those beautiful Wolves of Love;
So greedy to take my joy away,
And leave me crying to stars above.

No matter how I spilled my heart,
I could never really cease,
Ripping myself further apart.
Piece by painful piece.

Though she is with me I am alone,
Through my greatest challenges of life:
Facing my sins so I may atone,
And maybe one day, make her my wife.