Under the blanket <br />turning and whining <br />on this soft bed <br />shouting and howling <br />from the heart <br /> <br />my soul is aching <br />that I have to make <br />a decision and a choice <br />that I cannot help it <br />may I not fail here <br /> <br />oh why do we love them <br />when they do not love us <br />oh why do we hurt them <br />when they love us most for <br />hate is less of pain than love.<br /><br />John Ugolo Umah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/turn-and-whine/
