/why Lord Why Lord Why

this poem is about the suicide of my seventeen year old niece and the family

Her broken body so small
Now unmoving, music plays
Screams fill the room
Why Lord Why Lord Why

Eight years gone by
The pain still is raw
Her memory stalled, music playes
Mothers tears flows
Why Lord Why Lord why

Everyones tears still flow
Her life stopped at seventeen
Her body a cold shell'
No longer full of life, music plays
Aunts ask
Why Lord Why Lord Why

Life forever at seventeed
Snuffed out by her own hand
The question still remains
How could she do it, music plays
Everyone ask
Why Lord Why Lord Why.