Eulogy

So much anger
created by beauty
that one only sees
when they step outside.

IT HURTS MOSTLY BECAUSE I DON'T UNDERSTAND!

How could I understand
what no one will explain?
The question no one answers sufficiently--
WHY?

That's exactly right.
I can never understand
if NO ONE will tell me
WHY!

Back- flat on the grass
Face- being pounded with rain
Arms- parallel to my sides
Legs- numb with pressure
Stomach- empty and growling
just like my hands
just like my mind
just like my lungs
just like my life