Why me I ask?
Do I really deserve this?
What is it that I have done.
Why must I go through this.
What is it that I did to deserve this,
Pain, suffering, and sorrow.
I cannot deny it any longer.
My life is just not worth it.
I try to cover my pain.
Intoxicants and sleep no longer work.
What is left for me?
What more can I do, or take.
Why me I still ask?
Why must I suffer?
Why must I go through this pain?
Why must I have to go through this sorrow?
What is my life really worth?
Is it really worth living any longer.
Should I live any longer?
Or should I just curl up and let my pain die along with my soul.
By: Clay Flemming