He loves so pure

though his mind is unclean.

He thought no one knew

that he was all but pristine

The secret blemish upon his soul

he thought he concealed so well

wound up being a gash in his path

through which he descended to Hell

Ripped from the delusion he had built in his mind

the fires of guilt scorched and burned .

Most loved ones seemed to fade but there is one that still remains

The brother he knows will return.