Comes from the depths of the darkest part of your mind
Shoots out like a firework on the 4th of July
Grief is a stealthy ninja, waiting to pounce.
It breaks the toughest of men down like a wrecking ball
Hitting hard in your heart, mind, and emotions
Grief is the demolisher of my life.
It tastes like you ate a salt block
Thanks to those gallons of tears rushing like a river from my eyes
Grief is the tear that I shed when it hits my mind.
It appears in many forms in life
From an unruly and mean child, to an agitated parent or grown-up
Grief is my foe and my adversary
Shoots out like a firework on the 4th of July
Grief is a stealthy ninja, waiting to pounce.
It breaks the toughest of men down like a wrecking ball
Hitting hard in your heart, mind, and emotions
Grief is the demolisher of my life.
It tastes like you ate a salt block
Thanks to those gallons of tears rushing like a river from my eyes
Grief is the tear that I shed when it hits my mind.
It appears in many forms in life
From an unruly and mean child, to an agitated parent or grown-up
Grief is my foe and my adversary
