by Alex Penuelas   Oct 3, 2017

I really don't know
what I am doing
with my life.

I mean,
I know what I'm doing,
but not necessarily why
I'm doing it.

I'm aware of the fact
that my actions are
leading my somewhere,
but I cannot seem to pin down
just where exactly that
destination really is.

Nor do I know if
I will like the place
that I will inevitably
end up in.

I feel like I'm stuck in an
eternal maze of mirrors,
With many roads,
most of them leading me
back from whence I came,
And with lots of opportunities of

I just hit the same mirror again.

I can even see the little imprints
on the mirror after
so many times of
ramming my head against it.

I guess I should at least
take this opportunity to
realize that, while I may not know
Where this maze will lead me,
that I must be content that
I at least got this far.

I'll let you know when I'm out.


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  • 6 years ago

    by Glenn G

    I like this, it's so true about life not just for you and me but probably everyone. A form of poetic prophecy. I think I got out of the maze at a place I wasn't ready but it gave me my son and grandchildren so maybe it was the place God wanted me to get out and I'm retired and ok with that. Very well written and insightful.

  • 6 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    This is a great and thought provoking write :-)
    Not sure if you or any of us will ever get out of the maze .. it's just life in my opinion ... you don't need a big plan ... every road offers different opportunities.
    Well done x

  • 6 years ago

    by ddavidd

    What you describing is exactly the existentialistic experience of life.

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