As the mind wonders, and time passes by.

I can’t help but ask myself over and over, why?

Why is the sky blue, when all I see is grey

Why does a cow eat grass, when I have provided hay.

Why is my life so full of turmoil and hate

What have I done so wrong to make me not so great.

Why do I see her when I close my eyes.

Why does my heart feel full of tears is it possible it cries

What will become of this troubled man

Will he ever heal and find love again

Why does she forget or does she still remember

The times we enjoyed shining bright like embers

Why may not be the right question to ask

Is this a journey I’m on or simply a task

No matter what it is or how you see

My love for her is real some say meant to be

Time will tell, I will no longer beat on this door

I will continue my love I pray someday you to ask no more