My pain is not sharp

My pain does not cut

My pain is sweet like a harp

My pain makes me a mutt.

My torture was trust

My torture was crafted

My torture, caused by lust

My torture was drafted.

Anguish is not punishment

Anguish has been misjudged

Anguish is my commitment

Anguish cannot be budged.

My love was stolen

My trust mugged

You make my world golden

You purify what was smudged.

My pain was a man

My torture was touch

Anguish brought a plan

You didn't believe that much.

Without you I feel desolate

With you I am understood

Without you I'm no patriot

With you I can do all good.