Why

What is this? I see this mirror

Reflecting back my greatest fear

All events we see and hear

Their purpose, all, remains unclear

Rhyme and reason have no place

In this forgotten, empty space

We question why, yet answered naught

As chaos, cruelly, has appeared

Death, it laughs with irony

It’s darkness finds the light in me

Pain is passion, as it bleeds

An out I need, reluctantly

Never will you see, nor I

The way, nor when, we’re chose to die

I’ll live, I’ll write, I’ll dance, I’ll cry

And yet I’ll never know it. Why?


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