I wonder why

I wonder about...

The past,
Now broken into fragments
Of bittersweet memories.

The truth,
Now slipping behind the facades
Of false lies and distrust.

The miseries,
Now engulfing me like
A roaring ocean of darkness.

The love,
Now faltering clumsily into
A whirlpool of hatred.

The dreams,
Now withered like
Never blooming flowers.

Riddled with questions,
Lacking plausible answers,
Life engraves this word inside me:

Why?