Poeming Once a Week #1

ending in the beginning
wish I knew when this journey starts
a journey that has no promises
of ever beginning
a chapter left blank
in the middle of once
upon a time
pages of a story
filled with white space
and the beginning
is already the end

Sometimes I find myself wondering when my life will begin. Really begin. There are projects I want to complete, tons of things I want to do, and I never begin them, whether out of fear, busyness, laziness. And everyday feels more like a languishing mechanical boredom that just seems to carry on forever.

So it’s time for the same old, same old to end, so that the beginning can finally begin.

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