A question I never answer
Not seriously anyway
I didn’t think I would ever have to answer it anyway
My mind too foggy
My mind too dark
Still waiting for that train that passes by
Something would change
Maybe I would work up the nerve
Maybe the train would stop for me
Then I turned 16
Then I turned 18
Then I turned 21
Pending graduation
Pending career
Overdue expectations
All of a sudden
Staying alive wasn’t enough
They found themselves wanting more
What Now?
Time doesn’t wait
Soon it’ll pass me by
In the blink of an eye
Pressure looms in my brain
It’s time for a graduation
Everyone wants a celebration
Still I don’t know
Still taking it one day at a time
Still I struggle with this uncertain future
But at night I dream
That I am happy
That I am content
Maybe just maybe
It can be enough for me
I like that I’m rereading these weeks later. Everyone’s poems are quite relatable. My challenge for you Katelyn is… how do you feel about “What Now, now? Since writing this poem and surviving the semester, what do you feel now? Feel free to respond in a poem 😉