Why?

by Jackie Marie   Dec 18, 2005


*You guys.This poem may sound messed up. But it is about my life. And my life IS messed up. The style may be bad and everything else may be bad but at least it is as true as can be..*

When can things
Go back to normal?
I'm sick of crying
Sick of fighting
I'm fighting to live
Fighting to die
I just have this feeling
That happiness
Is one big lie
No one is really happy
Or at least I'm not
I sit at home
While my grandma
Sits at the hospital
Chances of her dying
Chances of her living
my mom sits up there with her
She sits up there crying
My brother can't come home
At least for a while
Hoping to come home
To see his grams
One last time
He wants to get to see her
Before something goes wrong
and she dies
That happened not too
Long ago
Except this time,
It happened with my Aunt
He felt lost
mad,
angry,
upset
All because GOD is taking
The people he loves
Away from him
Why is God doing this?
Taking away the ones we love
Oh well
Just my own little question
Just a little story
Of a struggling girl
With one screwed up world

© 2005 Jay Marie

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  • 18 years ago

    by goddess-glamourpuss

    A lot of emotion questions and turmoil crammed in to this piece. It flows well.

  • 18 years ago

    by master of shadow

    Fantastic peice, full of feeling anf very powerful expression. the content is well composed and written, with a good flow thoughout.

    5/5

  • Oh my god this is an amazing poem...and i understand how u feel...ok no i dont...even thoe i may have never been in ur shoes before i feel ur pain one way or another...and it really hurts and i understand that its very hard to stay strong...but u have to try...5/5 on this beautiful poem

  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    It's not messed up. If you want to hear of messed up lives, just talk to someone who lives in a war torn country. This is mild, or even average in a teenage life.

    This poem is really sad, and it's terrible that this has happened to you. Don't worry, cheer up. Things turn out better with time.

  • 18 years ago

    by Little Dot

    Great emotion. This poem is very sad and moving.