I'm yet to heal
Pinch myself to know it's real
Maybe I'm just under this peel
All was done with utter skill
It hurts as a thorn deep in my heel
Did not he care about how I would feel?
Deep in my veins
The memories of what was doth travel
Beneath the deepest part it pains
Until every regret and guilt rains
My soul will forever be a hovel
I immediately forgave while intoxicated
All the happiness of this journey I abdicated.