Hey, You.

Like a deck of cards.

Thanks for screwing it all up.

I don't know what You want,

But please, stop screwing up my life.

Stop inflicting self-castigation on my part because of Your emergence.

I'm not Your toy, only to have a whiff of attention at Your whim and fancy.

Leave me alone.

Please.

For every time You appear, things go awry.

And Mich tastes those familiar tears yet again.

Please.

Don't do this to me.

Let me be Happy.

For once in my life.