Why does it hurt so badly?
Why does it pain me so,
To know that you are okay?
I am relieved to know,

That you are alive and well,
I thank god for your safe trip home,
But then why does this knowledge make,
Me feel that much more alone.

You are happy now, I'm glad,
No more suffering for you...
you've been through enough,
You've been to hell and back, it's true.

But what about my heart left here?
So alone still though It is loved.
The bandages aren't holding out,
From being pushed and shoved.

Why does it kill me so...
To hear that you are fine..?
Why does it pain me that your heart healed?
I'm wondering, "what about mine?"

Why is mine still broken?
Why am I still in pain?
Why do the tears fall like Noah's flood,
a treacherous, tyrannical rain.

Why do the nights scream curses at me,
That cause my dreams to enflame,
Consuming every happy thought,
And screaming out my name.

Why does the wind slap across my face?
Perhaps the way that they wanted to...
Why does the thunder growl at me?
With an anger... that reminds me of you...

Nothing will cure this sickness...
As I fade away to nothing.
the days cure me but the nights take control,
Terror, and sadness they clothe me...

Why am I the one in pain,
though true, I put you through so much...
You got over me, left, moved on...
And now, to my sanity, I clutch...