embittered

I can't tell you how cold the feeling of judgement is, friend,
the abysmal depths of Arctic glaciers could never compare.
I feel like there's an voracious void consuming my heart and soul,
engulfing in their entirety all honorable, pure things left inside me.
The JUDGEMENT of someone I opened up to and trusted is most hurtful of all,
You said you wouldn't dare to lambaste me, but in the end you left with arid, irreparable scars marking your presence.