Me and Mine
Looking out an opened window,
staring at the world,
numb without emotion,
wind tapped upon my shoulder,
whisping,
leaving me,
yet perturbed; devastedly disturbed.
Walking down the street,
saddened eyes,
seem to consume me,
hungry,
looking for a place to eat.
Holding my hands,
to the endless skies,
from the pit of my heart,
I hope God can hear me question,
will it ever stop???
internally I yell,
simply,
Why??????
Strangers seem to watch me,
as I begin to cry,
deeply weeping with emotion,
for me and mine.
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