Why?

It's close to half-past ten,
but you don't know when,
if you fall asleep,
if you'll ever be sane again.

You're listening to a song,
so familiar it's wrong,
one you can play,
whenever there's a rainy day.

Your heart is so painful,
your stomach is tight.
And it makes you wonder,
if the world will ever be bright.

Tomorrow this room,
all the sights and smells,
will be nothing but distant memories,
provoked by the sea, the sand, the shells.

Your family's by your side,
but you've never felt more alone.
Your friends you were so close to,
can be reached only by phone.

You want to cry,
nothing's right,
but your chest's too tight,
and it hurts to try.

All this pain. Why?

(Yes, I just made this up on the spot. It's probably terrible, but it's how I feel ;()