Why do I write, why do I try
Because it bursts inside me
And screams to come out
This pen burns my hands
Clutches at my heart with talons
That sting as they scar me
Why do I love, why do I try
Because my heart decides
Not me or my thoughts
A little romance is wonderful
Until you find yourself abandoned
Yet again you are alone and silent
Why do I live, why do I try
Because this path is not mine
It's chosen for my feet to walk
Each step is an adventure
Or a curse sometimes
Reluctant steps taken on it
Why do I think, why do I try
When they race around my head
In circles all the time smaller
Each memory getting blurred
Edges vanish leaving only half
Of the whole that used to be
Why do I care, why do I try
To hold out my hands
In friendships name
When only my all will do
Expectations rise and fall
Crushed with simple words
If you didnt do these things and try others...you wouldnt be the person you are. We learn steps of life as we grow...Love and strength comes with the experiences we pick up on the way....A great write, honest, and questioning what we all need to know at times. Sue
love & life are mountains...and why do we climb them? because they are there. nice write here. thanks.
The bigger the heart the more vulnerable Fi... and you are bighearted of that I am sure - - so the risk in loving is that it sometimes hurts.... hugs and a 10 + + + for this excellent and honest piece..... from Fay.
It is difficult to find answers to all the 'why' questions in our lives Fi, but as Carol says we carry on because we have hope...Lovely poem 10
True and well said sometimes I also ask myself the same questions as yours............Great and awesome piece! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 10++++++ your Best! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good question why you do because you have hope