I sit and wonder why?

There are days without pain and others that are insurmountable.

I wonder have I been forgotten or have I forgotten how to let it go.

Not all of my pain is physical, some merely transient pain in my heart

Brought about from my past, things I can't even write or talk about

I see a shrink and I sit and wonder why?

I want to touch the sky, so many things I can do.

Where do I start?

I can do things others can't, others only think about, I wonder why?

Love abounds me all the while, family and friends who love me so

Yet I sit and wonder why?

Who would love one such as me?

I sit and wonder.