Why? Poem by Lilith Rose Reitenbach

Why?



Why does it hurt?
Why doesn't the pain go away?
Why do I go crazy?

Why does it feel better when I cut my flesh?
Why won't it go away?
Why do I grin when my blood flows?

Why God?
Why God, why can't you make it go away?
Why can't you make it stop?

When I cut myself I watch the blood flow endlessly and I know it's over...
Why?

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