Unanswered Questions
Questions that suddenly decide to pop into my mind while trying to sleep late at night..
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A hug 2 comfort my tears? My fears?
When i felt unwanted? Unloved? Worthless?
Why do I feel so alone even when i’m surrounded by people?
Why does my heart feel no love although i love so many people and know they love me too?
why do bad things always happen to people i love and care about?
Why do some people die young when others get to live to a hundred?
Why is there still so much hatred and cruelty when there is so much love to go around?
Why do people still commit themselves to responsibilities they know they cant handle?
How is it fair for parents to die when their children still need them around?
Who gets to decide if one’s life is more worth than another?
Who are we to pass judgment on anyone?
So many questions but no answers.. My head gets messed up each day little by little every time i awake..
Gosh! What if its too late to save me from the grave i’ve dug for myself?
oscarelizondo
To be human is to sacrifice many things that we cherish. If we were to feel no pain, loose no one, love nobody, we would be like a rock. You write with such feelings that you have every right to feel the way we all do and ask questions about. I love my wife, but she died three months ago, and I know your sorrow, and your emotions to these questions. Great work, which I could ask the same questions no graciously as you have, this is wonderful the way you do, thanks for sharing it, it opens my eyes as well.
LucifersChic replied
yeah its true.. humans with no feeling are just like things that has no life.. but some humans are too sensitive to emotions, hurt, pain and suffering.. even if has nothing to do with them.. that’s how i feel. when someone gets hurt i feel their pain, when someone cries i end up crying too.. wish i wasn’t so sensitive towards all this feelings..and maybe part of my problem i face is to move on and let go of things, people, etc.
p.s. sorry to hear bout your wife.
Christie Moses
So many questions in life. I wonder so very many of the same things. I feel your pain. Its hard to be the kind of sensitive person who bleeds when another does and hurts when another does. Beautifully written. All I can say hon, is I hope our questions are answered one day to our satisfaction. xoxoxo
LucifersChic replied
thx a lot christie! really appreciate ur comments.. Amen to our questions being answered.. ;D
RosaCobos
Thes questions are not a riddle but circumstances that have some variable states….depending on the soul involved. mostly is hard to answer them without becoming a bit hollow… because at the end, there is laying the absolute truth, and for many unjust moment of death. Our minds suffer these questioning because we have needs, many unfullfilled and we always wait for answer.. religions emergin from our questioning brain…and searching for a reason to be here .
Rosa
LucifersChic replied
yeah dats true Rosa.. thx for droppin by and commentin on my work.. i appreciate it.. ;D
Trenchtownrock
You have my mind thinking in this piece..I truly love how your work is detailed and laid out..the work flows wonderfully and the theme is constant throughout..digging it.
LucifersChic replied
thx! really appreciate you droppin by to comment on my work.. glad you like it :D
Ushna Sardar
LucifersChic replied
thanks for the feature!
blackvixen
its soo true…these are the same questions that makes me lie awake on my bed ..most nites…. i dnt know if any one has the answers for these questions darling but it sure does make life difficult wondering about it…anyway this poem is one of my most fav..one….i love the way …i love this part
Where are you when i needed a shoulder to cry on?
A hug 2 comfort my tears? My fears?
When i felt unwanted? Unloved? Worthless?
Why do I feel so alone even when i’m surrounded by people?
Why does my heart feel no love although i love so many people and know they love me too?
and this part
Who gets to decide if one’s life is more worth than another?
Who are we to pass judgment on anyone?
So many questions but no answers.. My head gets messed up each day little by little every time i awake..
Gosh! What if its too late to save me from the grave i’ve dug for myself?
LucifersChic replied
guess we all feel the same huh.. wonder if any of us will ever get close to the answers.. thanks for commentin gurl.. really appreciate your comments since you write great pieces of work..