Why me, why now, why again
All I can feel is pain is pain
All I can think of is your touch
Is that too much? Is that too much?
I wonder why it's getting dark
My sun had lost its only spark
My moon is broken in half
You left me numb you left me deaf
Why us, why now, why so fast
My present's blending with your past
My skin is burned my lips are dry
All I can do is cry is cry
Natasha Romanova
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-me-51/
