Why?

by Armed-Alcoholic   Oct 26, 2004


Why am I afraid of needles,
But not afraid of knives?
Why am I afraid of it hurting,
But not afraid to take my life?

Why am I lying on my bed bleeding,
With tears in my eyes?
Why am I wishing constantly,
Wishing that I would die?

Why do I lie here in pain,
Filled with sadness and sorrow?
Why do I hate living my life,
When there could be a better tomorrow?

Why is my heart broken,
And my spirit shattered?
Why am I thinking that,
Nothing in my life mattered?

Why should I keep living,
When I don't care anymore?
Why should I keep hoping,
When there's nothing left to hope for?

These questions will remain unanswered,
And I'll just leave them to be...
The answers will remain unspoken,
Until you listen to me...

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  • 19 years ago

    by Jessy

    love it

  • 20 years ago

    by kirsty

    i'll listen i know ur pain hunni

  • 20 years ago

    by kirsty

    hey may not know you butthat poem is soooo true and the ending is more than enough to explain it. maaaan ur awesome at this stuff i could never do any thing as good as that

  • 20 years ago

    by [{•×Natasha•×}]

    hey ya hunny..........i love this poem......u are a brilliant poet well dune my work can never b as gd as this xx....i understand how your feeling and im glad you write a poem like tht.......so many unanswered questions....its a feeling ive felt 4 a long time.......this poem has loads of emotion well i understand hw u feel.....and as u see u hve loads of people who love your work and are willing 2 help you.....xxx

    Take care
    **~Natasha~**

  • 20 years ago

    by Joann

    oh my god that poem is so good...okaye your like my idle lol lol but yah like im me kk joannizmainame56@aol.com and i can reely relate to that poem...and i will forever listen...

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