why

a woman who has remembered her harsh childhood which has made her die inside

Why…..

 

What? How, why did you do this,

It all came out of a bliss.

I looked and looked,

I couldn’t see,

Why all this was happening to me .

I screamed and shout,

Only to find myself in a playground.

They laughed and laughed,

I cried and cried!!

And screamed, WHY!! OH WHY!!

Because that, was the day, I died.

 

By : C.T

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad poem. You create emotion of sadness and left the reader with vision and question. I could feel the struggle and dis-belief in positive ending. A strong ending to a powerful poem.
Coyote

[Not A Writer]

I hope this event did not actually happen to you. Judging by the "Caps Lock" and that you wrote this, I assume it has, unfortunately. I enjoyed reading the emotion and words behind your poem and wish that you do well.