asking why

I stood in the storm asking why,
As wind and rain come bye,
The sky threw lighting bolts of wonder,
Sounds of eons past and present rolling in the thunder,
No answers to my question only more questions,
Standing and walking between dimensions,
Distorted by pain the view so clear,
Falling to my knees I was asking why,
The clouds wept and went on by,
My face away with reigns of fear,
Holes I've dug for a reason,
Buried past my survivor treason,
Grinding of grief with no alibi,
I remember asking why……….

Fennigan Spencer
1.19.12