“Why?“

Is there a reason why you left?
Please tell me now that I’m ready for death
To lose you was the hardest thing for me
You are the one I loved from eternity

Why don’t you tell me the reason why
I’m begging you to please tell me why
If you don’t love me anymore
I can’t do anything anymore

I know that from the start
I never really owned your heart
I saw you sitting there with him
I felt this urge to curse him

But something else was hindering me
I remembered you are there
I ran back home thinking what to do
I thought of killing myself will do

I looked for something to drink
And drank it up upon a sink
I got a knife and slashed my pulse
For I don’t want to be saved anymore

Before I made that suicide
There was a letter I wrote
When you came home
You saw me there by the letter I wrote

You are shocked to see me
Lying on the floor with a knife
You saw the letter and got it
You opened it and softly read it

“at my funeral please don’t cry,
just tell me the reason why,
you tricked me into believing
that you loved me from the beginning”

So here I am sitting
I am right here waiting
For that answer to my question
“why, what’s the reason?”

©leo.banares