Why?
One word. One question. So many answers.
Why?
I don't know. Maybe because my brain doesn't work right.
Why?
I don't know. Maybe because I can't control my body.
Why?
I don't know. Maybe because I'm just different.
Why?
If I have to give one answer, it's just this: I don't know.
Why?
I don't know why, and sometimes I really wish I did.
Why?
I don't know.
Posted in response to the challenge Why?.
They were so awful to me,
And yet
They seemed to care.
They manipulated,
Twisted,
Hurt,
And destroyed me.
And yet I can't
Seem to let them go.
Even knowing
How badly they could
I'm scared.
I can't believe we're here
Again.
I can't believe this is reality
Again.
Four years
They say.
It's only four years.
But it's four years
Of a living hell for me.
They laugh
The sorrow I know
Is like no other.
It is too deep
Too raw
Too real.
And as I stand here
Within its everlasting clutches
I find little bursts of hope.
And these little burst of light
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