Dreaded and attained, burnt, scarred, and damaged.
He said he'd never hurt me, I thought I could manage.
He never intended the suffering, he never intended the pain.
He didn't know, he'll never see, my crying like the rain.

But I know that he kills me. Damages me inside.
Word cannot begin, not even start to describe.
The pain that I've been feeling, the pain the scars me so.
But what hurts the most is knowing, that he will never know.