Why?
Why me?
Why you?
Why do I?
Why do you?
Why now?
Why later?
Why didn’t you?
Why didn’t I?
Why didn’t you know?
Why didn’t I know?
Why did it have to be this way?
Why did it have to be that way?
Why did you stay?
Why did you go?
Why did life go this way?
Why did life go that way?
Why? Why? Why?
The tormenting word of questions
rarely ever lets a thinking mind rest
for the minds desire for answers is insatiable by nature.
The minds quest for discovery is unyielding and unending
for every answer found only gives birth to more questions.
No wonder madness grows taller in the thinking mind
the soil is far less fertile in the dull dim witted mind.
kimmorrisonblog 
thank you for this poem. It is my life just like I’m sure others can relate also.
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