Nicholas Westerhausen Poet Verse

My Future

What an enigma
Unknown, hidden thing,
My future

Although to
Find my future, I must
Find myself

Who am I?
And why don't I know?
Leave, society

I can't be alone
But that is all I feel
I have freedom, but am not free

Nothing works
I go around in circles.
Many thorns

Wanting dearth
But I must have more.
Too much trash

Pressure also
Wrecks havoc in my quest.
Do this, that

I have to be alone
To be by myself,
Before I can find who I am

Who I am
Writes my future
In a way

Because I can't
Just change instantaneously:
I folly steps

One form-Next form
I change piece by piece
In a line

But nonlinear lines
I move in directions unseen
To further the future from past

Here I stay,
Stuck in my circles
Of chasing

I follow
No leading, for when I lead
No one follows

I must improve.
This hole is deep, an abyss
Fly I should

The only way out
Would be taking to the sky.
Safety is far to high for climbing.

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