Where Have I Gone Poem by Marsha Youree

Why can’t I see the light I once saw?
Where have I gone? Why can’t I see?
Why can’t I hear my family any more?
Where have I gone? Why can’t I hear?
Why can’t I feel my mum’s gentle hand?
Where have I gone? Why can’t I feel?
Why can’t I breathe in the cold winter’s air?
Where have I gone? Why can’t I breathe?
Why am I here? What have I done?
Why can I see deep viscous eyes?
Where have I gone? What can I see?
Why can I hear the past bad deaths?
Where have I gone? Who can I hear?
Why can I only feel the pain and the heat?
Where have I gone? What can I feel?
Why can I breathe in my own cold blood?
Where have I gone? What’s made me bleed?
Why am I here? And what have I done?