Why

"He who has a why to live can bear almost any how" - Friedrich Nietzsche

Why bother to mend,

When a smile is too broken,

To you,

Was a puzzle of teeth fractured,

 

Why labor with words,

When everything I said,

To you,

Was like a speech backward,

 

Why not remove my limbs,

When they failed me,

To you,

Was nothing left to reach after.

 

Why lift a stone to seek warmth,

When I obliged all I had,

To you,

Was a reason for sweet laughter,

 

Why not join you in hell,

When my purpose to live,

To you,

Was a reason to bleed faster.

Reviews

[Hiroshi Masters]

Nice one! Powerful piece! Really move me and your words are great.

[rudelizard]

Thank you again Hiroshi! I am glad you felt the power of this poem. As always, appreciate your words.

[Francis Orion]

Damn, powerful piece. Your wording is excellent. The flow gives it strength, until you deliver the final blow with that last line. Good job.

[rudelizard]

I appreciate you taking the time to review this piece. Thank you for the kind words.

[Francis Orion]

You're welcome

[Jamestown]

Wording is fantastic, power behind them,
another great piece of work! Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[rudelizard]

Thank you my friend. Your kind words are always appreciated!

[alifeacoustic]

Wow. Powerful words, the answers to which are deafening in their silence. The ending is brilliant. Nice one.

[rudelizard]

Thank you for taking the time to read this piece. It means a lot to me and I am glad you enjoyed it.