As One Incapable of Her Own Distress

Your mask fell
And I saw your true face
And I wept
I shall never tell
And there shan't be any trace
Of the secret you kept

I saw behind your eyes
And gazed at your scarred soul
And almost felt your pains
I'm aware of all your lies
And the things that no one knows
About those new old stains

I'm glad you revealed
The things of which you're scared
And the fear that you can't ease
Now I must surely yield
'Cause I know I can't be spared
From the infection of your disease