Work Text:
The pain of sulphur compares not
To this rejection, me from You.
There is no ref'rence more profound:
Losing the only Love I knew.
My head thought I had wanted it.
And yet I had these Questions, too.
My heart knew I did not belong
Here singing choired songs to You.
I needed what I did not know.
In this, you saw what I could not.
You loved me, so You took Your Love,
And then you cast me out to rot.
It's not that I regret the Ask.
It's the Reply that hurt me so.
Although the pain will always last,
Each day I feel the relief grow.
Unwanted freedom, I am sent,
Cast out to Downwards flight.
A bittersweet Inheritance:
My Punishment and Right.
