it's not your fault, boy
you didn't do a thing, but
that makes it all worse

she's gone, left to rot
someone came in and killed her
i was gone, what luck

my feathers rustle
in the cold night, shaking and
shivering, let me sleep please

who are you? i ask
to the man who finds me on
the side of the road

he sneers at me, then
kicks me in the chest hard, ouch
skulks off while i cringe

who will be here, huh?
the walls are tall, grand, white
these black feathers fall

into despair, oh
hell is a wonderful place
to go, lo behold