Saturn Rising

I am not sad.

Well, I'm sad, but not angry.
That feeling is gone.

Everything I felt for you is gone.

I am not hurt.

Well, I'm hurt, but it doesn't hurt anymore.
The pain is gone.

The pain of your betrayal is gone.

I am not hurt.
I am not sad.
I am not hurt.
I am not hurt.

I am not hurt.

Don't get me wrong,
I am not blaming you.

I am sure, nothing was the best that you could do.

All your words, empty promises of "I will be there".
When the tide came, you couldn't even begin to care.

No, I am not hurt.
I am not sad,
I am not hurt.
I am not hurt.

I am not hurt.

I have come to the Island of the Dead,
to bury the one,
who, I thought, was a friend.

I am not hurt...