Don't love me down

I can't look at myself no more, it
Took hours, but now I compose my thoughts,
Now I can ask me once again, why, why
Do she and I persist? And our love is false,
It consists of lies, and secrets that
Can't be hid, and I wish, I wish I
Could bid her and this marriage of
Compromise adieu, goodbye, I should
Have said, that last time, his hands
Clasped tightly to her thighs, and in
Me I hear my pride breathe a mournful
Sigh, I can't look at myself no more,
Why? I think I've asked you this much before,
Why does this love persist? Like a land
Stripped bear by the harshest winds, a
Bitter winter hounding at the door, and there
She'll find me lying, curled up on her floor,
And perhaps, do you think perhaps it might
Spark the thought, perhaps the sight might spark
Her guilt, and all the while I wonder, could
You tell me, why those words echo as I
Dwell upon the acts, why my mind kind of
Whispers as I lie here upon the floor,
Don't love me down, lady don't you love
Me down?