Your pain is my disdain
I wish to wash it down the drain
To be cleansed of its stagnant reign
Your poignant, festering pain.
Your pain has left a stain
The permeation of your bane
That never, ever seems to wane
Your omnipresent pain.
Your pain is inhumane
Such agony should not sustain
The one thing that I need to gain
Is freedom from your pain.
Your pain, it soaks me like the rain
Drenching me and my domain
Happiness I cannot feign
Because of all your pain.
Your pain, it is, it's all too plain
I have to stop, pull in the rein
I cannot continue to remain
A prisoner of your pain.
Your pain, so deep, I ought refrain
Else fall on maddness as the Thane
The depth of it all too insane
Your eternal pain.