Why?

Richard M. Ankers - Author

Hide behind fingers,

Head bowed,

Eyes closed,

Breaths shallow.

The light’s turned off,

Always off,

Helps the mind dim,

Darken.

The pillow’s unused,

Sheets untouched,

As I pray for quiet,

Pray for night,

Just hoping

For the moon

To take the pain away.

Touch the window,

But look beyond,

And I wonder,

Just wonder,

Why me?

Why?

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