Questions

Questions
Why are the stars shining so brightly when my soul is so dimly lit? Why is it raining when there are tears coming from my face? Why is there holes in the ground when I have fallen in a trench I will never get out of? Why are so many people dying when I have lived my life to the fullest? Why am I having a hard time breathing when there is enough oxygen to overflow my weak lungs? Why do I have eyes when so many people are blind? I'm asking these questions, with no expectation of ever getting a reply. I know most of the answers are deep inside of me where I shall not proceed to go into. A deep dark face I’ve stared at for many years, never to find those deep blue eyes I was looking for. I will not let my curiosity conquer joy. I will not let dark conquer light. I will not let death stop me from living. For I will stand until the many forces of the wind knock me down. For I will run until the evils of man break my legs. I will also never stop looking for the unknown answers of this wretched Earth until my eyes have rotted out of my head. I now know that my light, my inner light, has become brighter than the sun and can conquer the empty opaqueness of guilt, tragedy, and never ending space.