Too Many Questions
April 2016
That man who
jumped– who was he?
A lover or a friend?
A brother or a husband?
Why did his eyes
seem so empty?
How could I feel
the pain radiating
out of him?
Why didn’t I
do anything?
What was his
reasoning for
ending his life?
Why did he
reach his hand
out to me?
Was I supposed
to save him?
Did he see
a connection
in me?
How come I
dropped
everything,
and fell
to my knees?
Why did he
smile when
he stepped off?
How come no
one screamed?
How did I
end up here
a year later?
Why am I
looing at the
waves like
they’re the
only thing left?
What happened
to the life
I lead?
Why did I
accept this
fate when I
saw a smiling
face fall?
What is the
connection
between the
future and
the past?
Why do I
hear the
voices of
the people
who couldn’t
last?
How did
the pain
and sorrow
and thoughts
leave when
I reached out?
Why do I
feel peace
as I fall?
