I Give Up!

I Give Up!
I hate this!
I despise it to ask why it ever exists!
It's a shame to even create rhymes for this,
But it flows the anger down to its abyss.

Oh why can't I just end this Now?
Why am the only one to ask Why or How?
Should I yell to the lengths my lungs can Allow?
Or should I clench my fists and punch through this plow?

Do you ask why I'm so angry?
Does IT know the cause of this fury?
Does IT think these questions I ask will cure me?
No!

I explode at the thought!
The thought where IT laughs while I mourn the rot!
Eating life away and begs the question from me...
As I ask why life can never be so easy...