Etz Chayim

Why am I not surprised?
No, not surprised a bit.
Though hurt and horrified
With grief unminimized
And all things taste like shit,
Still I would say I lied
Were I to claim I read
The news surprised. A fear
I always knew was near
Lurked in my mind instead
And whispered as they bled
"They do not want you here."
I wish it were not clear
Some people want me dead.