Why?
Why Me?
The questions seeks upon itself,
Mentally, physically, socially,
Why has life forsaken me?
Making me feel like I’m grieving,
Darkness,
Where is my light?
What have I done to deserve this turmoil?
Sympathy upon myself,
When I was full of empathy, love and compassion?
You stoled away my joyfulness,
Targeting your narcissistic ways of pin pointing me out
To your mind of hatred,
Discouraging my soul, laughter and life,
For your selfishness,
The questions remains like an open forum,
Draining me of my ambitions,
Drowning me life a fish in a tank
Because I have air but I cannot breathe,
Why must I think of negative memories
?
When I was full of dream needed to be accomplished
?
I feel alone tormented in a room of sorrow,
The tunnel that I couldn’t walked through to find a smile,
Why was I chosen to play the game of life?
When I provisioned a joyful enteral happiness that
Would’ve been a reality you had once promised me?
Daggers of a voice perpetrating my heart,
Trying to recover from this agony,
Waking up to indulge in what I consider to be my happy juice,
To numb my feelings that I can’t mourn anymore,
Why me?
Why you?
Why us?
What’s the real answer?
Must I be strong?
For whom?
Forgiving is what?
Why?
Loving you was ore, why?
Its my timing I need to accept me now for who I need to be,
And who I am,
And If so,
Why?
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