My grief is not your game
Do not speak on her name
My mind hasn't been the same
Since her life ended
Another relationship I never mended
Death seems so inviting
I expect him to show up at my door and offer me tea
Just to lure me
In
Into his selfish ways
His blinded rage
Taking the people I love from me
As if they're part of his property
I am not socretes
You may not know what this means
But stop hurting me for fun