Perhaps I Was At The End Of The Road Poem by Shalom Freedman

Perhaps I was at the end of the road
Before I begun
Perhaps there has been no road
perhaps all I have done all the years
is gone on my own imaginary road
and the real road
has been from nowhere to nowhere
perhaps all I have done and written
does not exist
and I need not fear becoming ‘nothing'
because I always have been nothing-
perhaps I am not even at the end of the road now
or near the end- as it would most logically seem
and all as if it never were
because it never was-
perhaps there is no road
and I am not on it
because I have never been
and am not now
and writing these lines
is nothing
and never has been nothing
and never will be nothing
because nothing is nothing also.