I look across the room
is he looking at me?
no.
what is he thinking?
Is it me? or is it her?
So many questions, the questions hurt me.
All I want is answers,
But he doesn’t know the questions…
what are you feeling?
I want to make it all better
But I need these answers
The answers to the questions
The questions that you don’t know.
Why?
Why do I want these answers
Why? Do they tear me up inside,
I need the answers to stop the pain,
The constant burning,
The eternal stabbing
Just the answers,
The answers to the questions that you don’t know…
Rachel Preece