Schadenfreude

Speak of your sorrow

Cry, please don’t hold

Here, now, is your chance,

Airing your pains, tearfully

Downfallen, lost, hopeless

Exposed for what you are at final count, after all this turmoil, a jerk.

Nothing will give me more Delight, than this moment of late justice

Feelings of greater satisfaction, are truly too far between in this life

Recalling all the ways that you

Expected to win, not caring any

Until now, you saw but to hurt

Divorced from safety

Ever more lamenting