Why? ? ? Poem by Standing in the Silence of Your Pain

I hurt.
She hurts.
He hurts.
You hurt.
Why is it so hard for us to see
Other peoples hurts?
Why do we focus on our pain
When others need help?
Why do we turn to a bottle
A game
A knife
A lighter
To relieve our hurts
When it only makes the pain dissipate momentarily?
Why are we so ready to give up our lives
When we are not finished living?
Why cant we see through peoples lies?
Do we choose not to because of our own selfishness?
Why do we cry when someone dies
When their hurting is over?
Why do we choose to hurt people we love
When it can be prevented?
Why cant we all see that our pain
really is a gain?
Why cant we all believe in the One who hurts the most,
The One who takes away all our pain?
Why do we ignore His call
When He is the only One who can set us free?
Why?
Why do we do all these things?