Impasse Highway Poem by Scott Forster

Impasse highway
no clear road forward
no clear road back
something's missing
not sure what I lack.

Stuck in monotony
watching myself get old
when did my life become so predictable
when did my spontaneity get sold?

I have what I wanted
but it's not enough
seems to me the answer I seek
is not more stuff.

I've met with too much disillusion
to be the same old me
my optimism has been smacked from me
with a hammer blow of reality.

It's all out of balance
too much living life in my head
the world is outside waiting
a story desperately needing read.

Disconnected from those around
I'm the water swirling round
the plughole
being sucked down.

Can I finally put the past to rest?
now that I have the words to express
all this stress that's been eating me recently
and weighing me to defeat me.

I live an uncertain future
why wouldn't I be sad
that the hopes I pinned ahead of me
are now just a delusional fad.

There are seasons of storm
and seems without lots of reasons, where the sun just shines and the lines just rhyme....