How could this have happened?

I’m depressed, stupified, awestruck, too awestruck for tears.

Madly searching for notion,

None, none to be found.

Finally, agony, anguish, mourning, emotional overload.

My mom had died.

Why? Why? Why!?

Silence,

Disturbing silence,

Sharp silence.

Then tears, sobbing, wailing,

Uncontainable droplets of salty water,

Dripping from my eyes.

Why?

Why?

Why!?

She is heartache,

She is happiness,

She is refuge,

She is everything.

Why?

Why?

Why!?

WHY?

Why did it have to be you?

Why did you have to suffer?

Why do bad things always happen to good people?

Why? Why? Why!?

By J. Fereshetian

Tripp Middle School