Why? - Poem by Ashley Arroyos
Why am I suicidal?
How did it all start?
Yet why hasn't anyone figured me out?
Am I covering this all to well?
My friends and family are to happy yet here I am.
It must be out of guilt, pain, maybe even for fun?
So many thoughts go through my head.
Under stress and hatred I must be going crazy.
I wonder through each cut who made it.
Crap! I now know who.
It was my enemies all along.
Due to pain and suffering I wonder when it will end.
Am I not good enough?
Laugh all you want because all of this will one day...
Infick on you.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
are the ones who made me write about this.There
evilness had damaged my soul.
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