Thread: The Conversation

Why am I here.

Me... of all people.

I went out of a car, flipping at 80mph.
Landed 30 ft away.
Found not breathing.
And someone saved me.

Last weekend you took a 7 year old.
He drowned in a hotel swimming pool.

So why'd you take him? Why do I live?
Why me?!

I hate being awake.
Theres no cure for the pain I feel.
The car accident... it was nothing.
Nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

I dont even like to sleep.
Somehow even in my dreams I am unwanted.

My kids ask me why I cry.

I fear I make them miserable.
I make everyone miserable.
All thats left for me is fake smiles.
Im not even sure why it is I deserved to be unloved.
To live. Unloved.
What the F*ck did I do?


Why couldnt you just let me die?

Are you even listening. People tell me you are.
But all I hear is an echo.