A Waterfall Of Truth

The words rolled out of his mouth like a torrent of water over a waterfall, and then there was no coming back. And the looks of contempt and hatred burn into his flesh more than the fire of a pyre ever could. Tears stream down his face and create puddles of the salty water on the dank forest floor. He doesn't know how to get out of this and isn't sure that thats even what he deserves.