Why Poem by Nikkie Johnson

I Wake up.
i can't sleep
i just keep crying

why?
why did it have to happen to me?
why did they have to die? i dont understand any of it.

now i sit at home and cry alone
i just wanna die
everyday i say it's my fault that they are dead
its's my fault that they are gone

why does this happen?
i want my children back
why do they have to go?
they didn't have a chance to live just yet.
i'd rather die, instead of them

take my soul and this bathered life and i'll trade it for the youngs one's life
i sit at home and cry alone and think to myself everyone is lucky
lucky enough that they don't have to deal this my pain
lucky the one's they love aren't gone

my friends say it could be worst.
how can something be worst then this?
i don't understand this difficult life.
i wish i had some help
but nothing is ever simple

i need just a hug
can't i have just one hug?
or just one tearless day?
is it to much to ask?
now i go around saying why
why did this have to happen?
and every night i cry myself to sleep

when i dream everything is okay.
i have my children next to me.
but when i have to wake they are gone
then i am dead inside again.