Everything happens for a reason.
That's what I keep trying to tell myself
But I don't believe it.
If it were true,
Why would our loved ones be gone so soon?
Why would we always be the ones hurt in the end?
Why
Why
Why
I try and think of all the reasons why
But I just get angry.
Angry that some of my most loved people,
are gone.
Why
Why
Why
I think about these things a lot.
I never find answers though.
How am I supposed to tell people this
If I don't even believe it myself.
How?
Another question we ask ourselves.
How will I get through this?
How do I cope?
How
How
How
Many questions unanswered,
Leaving us lost.
Wondering in our thoughts,
Cogitating on the bad ones.
Look forward.
Live.
Don't be stuck in the past,
You don't want those feelings to last.
