How This Came To Be - poem

One more poem written around September 5, 2012.  And yes, I'm on a rampage on posting all my beloved poems of old... <3

This was a real experience by me; it all truly happened just a couple nights ago (when I first wrote it). Don't you think the whole thing is somewhat ironic? xD

Can you "see" the picture/scene I'm trying to portray here through the usage of few words? I've always known that little words, when used correctly and fittingly, is powerful, but now have I only known just how powerful. Hence my trying my hand at it. How well it came out, I don't know.

Please comment on what you think about this free verse, and how I can improve on my writing! (I promise I won't bite!)

How This Came To Be

End of day

Morales low
Tensions high

Tired

Stressed

Stomachache

Pain

Inquiries

Scolded

Rebuked

Guilty

Misty eyes

Blurred vision

Breaks down
Eyes up

Quiet weeping

Pauses

Runs upstairs

Collapses on bed

Sobbing

Wailing

Brokenness

Not comforted

None understands

Forgotten bedtime hug

Sorrowful

Depressed

Self-pity

Trickling wetness

Damp pillow

Once more

Awake

Thinking

Midnight

Slow motions

Bed creaking

Flipped switch

Blinding light

Still

Blinking

Adjusting

Rummaging

Paper

Pen

Starts

Writing

THIS

Again, criticism is appreciated, but rudeness is not. ^^