Why

Written by: HOLLY MOORE

Why?

A part of my soul is gone
dead, lying in a sea of doom

When he took his own that day
he also took a part of mine

So, I searched on how to tie a knot
for if he was gone so was I

But, leaving this earth and others behind
was not the solution of mine

Yet, I sit here day after day
night after night

Wondering what I could have done,
could I have made a difference?

But, realizing I was not the solution
I was the answer to the question....

Why?

Holly Moore
August 2012