Confession of the Unvirgined

I was a virgin not blood stained,
Nothing lost, honour gained,
In dignity and sanity,
I celebrated my purity,

But I a virgin,
Is now but unvirgined,
All my riches garthered,
Since puberty struck me at thirteen,
Is now but taken,
By very little words of ''just this once'',

How disappointing,
To my mother how disheartening,
She cries,
Father just tries,
To keep himself from asking "why",
Brother sighs,
And then again and again I try,
To cover up alas everyone knows am only but a lie,

Two months gone,
All with shamed eyes,
Plus a myriad of unanswered 'whys',
I say 'just a few pills and this'd be done',
But my life I lost,

My greatest mistake wasn't my unvirgining,
But that I is now but gone,
To the afterlife alone,
Tortured in the hell of fire,
By that very Satan that inspires,
The failures in man's trials,

Purity is beautiful,
Marriage; honourable,
And the bed undefiled,
That's a life of purity, clearly defined,
Alas, if I had waited...