NEURALGIA

The pain comes, maybe punishment for my indiscretions,
they wonder what on earth could have been my intentions;
okay, do your worst, someone said that 'it must be a first,'
too generous, like a psychiatric patient being wet nursed.

How many assessed, decided to release back into society,
what happened - they attacked with some bad impropriety -
but I was never reprimanded - just allowed to carry on,
now it's too late, showed no remorse my lord, it was done.

I was sorry, how could someone really pretend not to be,
did you ask him, no - permitted to continue indefinitely;
no matter, the time is running out, what was it all about?
I hear you, do the unthinkable, there's no need to shout.

The sun came out, I was feeling better, not so much ache,
however, it was hard after all the pills I had to take.