When I see my world is fading, <br />Beneath mine eyes that still hold gazing, <br />One thought that does occur to me is: <br />Why? <br /> <br />When I see my friends betraying, <br />As one by one they keep on saying <br />That they are still my friends: <br />But why? <br /> <br />When I see my strength is ebbing, <br />Despite my tries to keep from stepping, <br />Into the abyss that is my mind: <br />But why?<br /><br />Jesse Ellsbury<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-1390/
