Why do you love
Something that only makes you cry.
Why do you ignore
The voice that lingers to say goodbye.
How do you ****
Something that is not alive .
How do you extinguish
The flames that oozes from the eye.
What do you wish
To see in the shadows, the memories cast.
What do you hope
To gain by dwelling on the past.
Where do you find
The strength to escape the ratchet quicksand.
Where do you go
Once you are out and are standing on solid land.