Why?

We never know why things happen for reasons. We try to live each day as if it was our last, sometimes we take it too far. When living in a world with so much to offer and so much to gain, but yet so much to lose, what's the point? No matter what we do, we fail, we all die a bit inside and we try to live no matter the circumstances. Like a boat floating in the deep ocean, it sways side to side keeping steady but even with each wave hitting the starboard side, it drifts in a different direction.

My theory is that one day, when the world decides to finally stop turning and the sun stops buning, maybe one day we'll get out answers. It's a very long shot, but my idea of bliss is death. For example, a beautiful dog, who's loved and cherished by those around her. She lives her life to the fullest, but yet it's her time to go. A beautiful dog who was given to help someone in need soon fades like the rest of the world, she finally makes peace for not only the loved one who loves her, but helps her owner find a path. A rocky path at that, but helps her find some sort of peace through the times she needed her the most. Now that the beautiful dog's time is up, she leaves so many questions unanswered beginning with the word "Why?"

I guess like life, we all want to know WHY, we all want to have that answered but so many get the questioned answered.

So my real question, is not why my life has always been a bitch to live in or why my life can't be a least normal in some sense. My real question is...."Why does it have to be me?" How come I have to suffer and walk the lonely, dark, cold and bitter world of the "Unknown?"