So Many Unanswered Questions Poem by Autum Foster

Hearts were made for someone to break,
Feelings were made for someone to fake,
If you don't give up and don't give in,
in the end, you'll surely win,
If the light in my life has been swithched on,
Then tell me, why does blood still run?
Tell me why I can't escape,
Help me bend until I break,
Why does pain, sadness and fear,
Grip my heart and shed a tear?
Why do I love when there is no need?
Why do I hope when I still bleed?
Why can't I stop the pain inside?
Why wont you help? Why do I hide?
I need you to set me free,
I need you to save what's left of me.