When I close my eyes
shutting the world away for a while,
I have to ask myself, "why?"
and the question reverberates in my mind.
Why do bad things happen?
Good people suffer every day.
Hearts get broken, children are abused,
people are ugly, and cruel,
every single day.
Why do people kill?
Why do we rape, abuse, starve others?
Why do we tell someone we love
they are stupid, or ugly, or hateful?
Can we really not see the damage we do?
When I open my eyes
I don't have the answer, only tears
that sting my eyes and stain my cheeks
and a little hope in my heart that today,
*sighs* that today may be different.
A contest entry
- Quickie # 4 of 37! by Beautiful-N-Broken.
400 points, ended November 6, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really loved the way you ended this. This is an amazing write and I really enjoyed reading it. You've done great with this. Keep on writing and keep on smiling. Good luck in the contest and all you do!
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there is such a vulnerability that you show us here. Your chakras are so open. The doors of your perception or cakras, pronounced shakra, they are the points in the body that the soul uses for intake and outtake. You are very rare to have such clear thinking patterns. I am pleased reading your words.
michael
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