© 2007 Robert Lydiate
Where does this pain come from that I feel?
Why does it hurt? How is it real?
It surrounds my heart with a burning ache,
A solid force, a driven stake.
It will not let go, it keeps me aware,
Of the hurt that I was made to bear.
I seek to understand it and to cry,
But all I get is a mocking WHY?
Why me? Why her? What did we do?
Questions that rock me through and through.
I may not get answered until I die,
So the question remains, a heart-wrenching WHY?
© 2007 Livingsky Ministries