Why
My eyes fixated on a spot on the wall
For fear that if I look away, the tears might start to fall
My nails dug into my thigh
And I let out a deep sigh
“Why”
The thought pounded in my head
Like a boulder that can never be dead
“Why”
Why here, why now, why everything all around
It all did not make sense to me
Until I found the light you see
I now know the answer
And the answer is me
Copyright © Ryan Ham | Year Posted 2019
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