Why?

I see your face in every sunset 
Your eyes in every moon lit night 
Why? Why must i suffer like this?
What have I done wrong?

Sing the humans after every heart break 
They let themselves bleed of heart ach
Bleed until they fall numb
Why must humans do such things?

Why must they let their emotions 
Control their actions, their words their lives
Why must they bend
To this beating pump in their chest 

Be like us!
Wild, free and cold
A master of the beating beast 
Not its prey 

Though I can not help but wonder
What it may be like
To feel those feelings
To feel the pain of a breaking heart 

Yet once again those foolish thoughts drift
As the same question rises 
A query, a thought 

Why?

Why would one risk it
Their sanity, their heart 
To feel a glimpse of pain
Why?