Angel of Death.

Grieving is not making me want to 'grab life' by the way.
Not like you.
Your fucking Fortune Cookie mantra.
Woman's Own incantation.
Healthshop motto for wankers.
Just an excuse for taking what you want.
And you did.

I know this happens to everyone.
And it isn't just my pain.
It doesn't make me special, nor does it define me.
I don't want to own grief.
Just want to kick it to death.

But you wear it like your favourite perfume,
And it suits you so well.