Temptations Wanton...."flesh!?"

Listen no more to these words I speak Whenever they have been preceived to be Dipped into the tissues cup, of bitten agains tainted truths.... Hear me sigh this breath of deepened remorse Within these pangs of fleshes amissful regrets?! So turn from me, if beyond my soul your eyes have met My plague; my thorns; buried in these broken bones This slashing upon my face That from my birth has maimed my very world.... These splinters, of my own frailties of weakness Tantalizing and piercing, innocent and beautiful hearts!? But I did not ask for this curse I said And as Paul once did, many centuries long ago I pled with "My Father," to please remove this from my sorrows Oh that I would have been born a crippled or disfigured I pondered Rather, than to hold these temptations scars.... So please, turn from me if within this mirror you see The sickles of carnals slaughtered Rising from the ashes of its smitten burning pit?! For all I have ever longed for in this life I have watched crushed, by the image of this reflection Which buries it blade deeply and unremittingly Into this why me paved heart.... This portrait of pretty; which melts within its bidden pain Since the days that I can remember; the crumbling of stars before my sight Dissolving my spirit, into this crows foot cauldron Of the bewitching darkness' very own brew!? There is only one hope within this life I find And it shall never be found, within this enigmatic skeletals body.... Break these fetters and shatter these eyes "Dear God;" these orbs Shackled; that I may live, beyond the burning of this rotting corpse?! Listen no more to these words I speak Whenever they have been perceived to be Dipped, into this grave of the craddles repose The temptations of hades wanton, and, bloodied.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...."Flesh!?"