The Sadistic Motives Behind Bereavement Letters

I'm so sorry to hear of your bitter loss

I know my words can only offer but so much comfort for you

Just know that I am here to ease your lonely feelings

To fill this time of grieving and remind you it's your fault

It's your fault for not caring

It's your fault for not knowing that he'd try again

And again, these words can only offer

But so much comfort for you

(Now here's where I should say that "he's in a better place"

but on the day he died, I could have sworn)

There came the strangest sound

It was as if the whole of heaven came crumbling

Fucking down! His last words shall shine in truthfulness -

"I hate you all!", scattered with his ashes upon your guilt.

I'm sure you must have done all that was in your power

To prevent this event from occurring

Just remember, I feel that it is entirely your fault

But again, these words can only offer

But so much comfort for you.