Why?

They say be good,
And life would be good to you.
They say love others
and the people would
love you the same.
Then why I am sitting,
in my empty room, crying,
complaining you about my pain?

They say walk in the,
values of you,
Help others, care for people,
Care for the beauty of life.
My life would be beautiful too.
Then why I am sitting here,
in my empty room, crying,
Complaining you about my pain?

They say never harm others,
Never do wrong with them,
Never be foul,
I followed all your steps.
Then why i am sitting here,
With my tears burning my skin,
Slowly giving up on your
prescious given life?

They say I will get the best,
And all the happiness,
They say karma will come back,
as a fruit to me.
Then why I am lying
in the dirty floor, clutching my heart
and bleeding in pain?

Can't you see I am dying?
Can't you see my soul has succumbed?
Can't you see the crimson red blood
on the floor?

They say have a beautiful heart
and your life would flourish.
But can't you smell my rotten heart?
And you surely can't count,
The last few breathes that are,
Giving up on my life.