Vicarious Trauma - Abandonment

You greet me with silence,
Despicable to your sight,
This cold, stoic defiance
This all devouring blight

What are words to you
As the reasons collapse one by one
You're the martyr who's drawn the short straw
I'm the wolf to devour your sun
I'm the wolf to devour your sun

I was never the one to follow
Said « I failed », I never tried
When I speak, there is truth in my sorrow
But the silence is a lie

What are words to you
As the reasons collapse one by one
You're the martyr who's drawn the short straw
I'm the wolf to devour your sun
I'm the wolf to devour your sun

Every breath, every sigh, every tear
Every breath, every sigh,
All you know is a lie

Every breath, every sigh, every tear
Every breath, every sigh,
All you know is silence
And my silence is a lie.