Why..

Paws racing across the ground, the falling snow the only sound

The pain the grief can there be no relief,

Is it really worth it all, the vex and the gall

Maybe I should end this, for my life no longer has love and bliss

Here she comes her pelt glossy Black, I realize now there is no turning back

As her claws slashed my neck I learned how to die and now as I watch I silently cry

As quivering my lips form one simple word. Why?

xxxxxxx

so that is my first poem

Valve.:. Silversong