Laying lost and wounded. Just myself to blame. Have no life and. Being hand-fed pain. Head's a crying wasteland. Filled with shame. Cried for help before and. Nobody came. His father beats him. No hesitation. His face left dripping. In humiliation. As he lies wounded. His father turns to clay. A frozen statue. Can't walk away. His head's a crying wasteland. Filled with shame. Cried for help before and. Nobody came. To see what I can lose again. For being the victim. No.