Aftermath

And I cry again for
My loss of innocence
Even if it is only in my mind.
I cry because I don't want to
Lose what I believe is love.
I fear and I know it is not
Present in love and yet
I do again and again and
I wonder and want to
Believe that I won't
Lose him or his heart even
Though he insists I can do
No wrong in his sight,
We are wrong in our
Father's sight for the blight
Of our attraction... the day
Was Friday the 13th - it
Spilled over until today as
Do the horrors of the
Aftermath of its bad luck.