Ralph's Remorse
Simon's murder has brought me shame
He was the angel of this island
A ray of light in an otherwise dark world
How could this happen?
My guilt is like a weight on my shoulders
My sorrow is never ending
The trees cry for him and
The rocks scorn us all
He's gone, and he's never coming back
I cried the loss of a companion
My loneliness is like a never-healing wound
I now know that the beast is real
Simon was right; it was inside us all along
I'm sorry, Simon
