As the news soaks in I feel it.
My stomach folds and caves in.

The searing secret I held,
Was meant to know freedom.

I wanted you to know.
I wanted you for me.

But I died before that arrow left your bow,
Thrown to the depths,
It was too far below to pray.

Call me a ******* *****!
Call me a ******* gay!
The ignorant mass!
To waste and decay!

When you die with your secrets,
You know what they'll say?

"Useless!"
"Worthless!"
"A lackluster loss!"
"A step to climb!
With unopened eyes!"

I have no more secrets.
But now what do I do?
It makes my food want to leave me,
The urge to let this bleed unto you!

I loved you to lift you,
But you shot me just to bail.

I was to save your bent spirit,
Now I have no one to fail.

These secrets won't leave,
Theyre ******* in the back.

Tortured with hatred,
Until they break free to attack.

This was you!
This was me!

And this is you,
My only real confidant,
Sacrificing me.