Hell must be for those who feel
Who bruise and writhe in pain
For those who are numb to emotion
Live life on heaven's plain

I count myself among the number
For whom torment walks astride
Escaping grief and sorrow
Seems not to be mine to gain

However, tenderness gives you insight
Which the complacent cannot view
They spend their days overlooking joys
That only the somber have come to know

:RWM