What is the point? Why should I care? Why the worries should I bear? Why explore a friendship with you, someone far? Why should I do this to my heart? What is the point? Why make plans to meet? Why wish to touch or kiss, why seek the heat? Why even think of being close, why have thoughts of we? Why torture my soul, when at night there is really only me? What is the point? Why ignore the distance, pretend that you are near… Why imagine that you are in my horizon, so clear… Why should I ponder a life with you here, by my side… Why delude myself with such fancy, I should just hide… What is the point? Why open my life to you, when I can’t be with you? Why quest for more with you, what if you are not true? Why should I need you now, why not opt for being lone? Why look for more, why look for pain, why am I not home? Why ask these questions…..what is the point?…. Danielle McHenry
Reason for writing:
Disappointed at this very instant. Really, what is the point of something....that may never achieve fruition. This is written for those souls who find themselves in a moment of question and doubt.
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