But Why? Poem by Angelo Ventresco
But Why?
I wake to a new day,
but why?
Nothing has changed,
the hurt, the pain still lingers.
I look down on the note,
still wet with my tears.
Farewell! Farewell!
The only words written.
My love has fled,
and so my life.
Memories of love past,
tortures.
I am draw into a vortex of dispair.
Finally, day wends to night.
I lie down and wait,
for a new day to come.
But why?
Is it indeed our destiny to linger on the cusp of despair? To only be given brief glimpses of happiness, find our bliss in a dream which fleets as a new day begins? Perhaps it is our fate to exist in this shadowland, on the dark side of time.....xo ghv
Dear Angelo I found this very sad and I hope that you are o.k Love Duncan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I have been here and it really pulls you apart, but I can also say, with love, that you can make it, you really can.Great writing Love Duncan