I feel pity for you
Blind as the night
Don't you see
what's right before your eyes?

I feel hurt for you
Because I know what he'll do
He'll use you up
And then he'll burn you

I feel sorrow for you
There's nothing left to say
There's nothing left to do
You won't be ok.

I feel anger for you
Because you don't feel it for yourself
For the lies he told you
For the pain you felt.

I feel disgust for you
Because you did not listen
Because you refused to see
Because you refused to feel.

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Slyphian, in the year 267 MA.