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Heavy Questions
by Caitlin SchwartzWhat
How
Why—
These are the questions that plague my conscience
North
South
East
West—
I can’t even tell which way is up
And which way is down
Anger rips through my chest
Like a single bullet
Reverberating against my ribs
Before taking residence in my heart
Bitterness,
A single drop
Diluting
The purity of my youth.
What
How
Why
Will this pain ever lessen?
11/13/2013 Posted on 11/13/2013
Copyright © 2025 Caitlin Schwartz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Steve Michaels on 11/13/13 at 05:00 AM Great questions and the answers come gradually through many thoughtful poems like this one! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/12/14 at 10:14 PM No reason given for the questions, no cause given for the pain. Leaves much for speculation. Feelings are directly stated. |
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