In the valley
Just beyond defeat
Lies every lie you ever told
Chasing your conscience into retreat

You will only ever know this pain
You will find misery to be all you obtain
You will never be welcomed home again
You will always be cast into the coldest rain

It's yours
Swallow dry my love
Of course
We all look down on you
From above

Give in
Give self pity a spin
Wallow piggy, inside your little pin
For your birth
Was by far your greatest sin

I'm so sorry
So very sorry
Written in a book you'd be an awful story
Surely a champion with no acclaim or glory

Such a shame
With your name
Fits on you like a meak lions mane
You could at least push against the grain
Yet you remain
Ever tame
As if waiting for someone els to remove the stain

This assortment of words
Isn't meant to make you feel worse
I am not so perverse
This is much more than you can amount
This love
Is curse

© Artemis' Arrow