Good god!! this grief has preyed on me whole,
A mere widow to the happiness you once stole,
lethargy that knits out of me a swine
I see people I no longer get to claim mine
I see violence carry my deeds
A reign equipped to no one's need
I do not know how to love
I do not know how to trust
I obligate, I merely rust
No amber could survive this burning
My hate alone begs for your discerning
I delude me in your charm
You house me in a body meant for harm
I am a tomb of history unlearnt
No art slits my skin unearned
There is no blossom, there is no bloom
My hypocrisy has me sing a delirious tune
My eyes swell but never dwell
They fear they are unjust and unwell
They are a taunt to my grave
As they beckon a flower with the tears they heed