A Sea Of Uncertainty Poem by Ros Venn

I wake up every day, but each day seems the same,
Each day passes as a blur of images, that I can't put into order,
There are no more days of the week, it is as if they have all blended together,
It has become hard to see where one starts and another ends.

The transience of time seems to have caught up with me,
A year has passed me by, and I have nothing to show for it,
It feels like it was only yesterday that I was released from my servitude of education,
Full of false hopes and unwariness for the impending future.

Life has become monotonous, I feel like I am stale, like last month's dairy products,
I have reached a standstill, but the world around me moves at a rapid pace,
In the race of life, I feel like I have fallen, and my comrades have moved onto the next event,
I seek help but no one has the answers that I am looking for.

I blame no higher power for how I feel because I believe there is none,
I understand it is up to me to change, but each time I try, I fail,
I have found that the repetition of failing and the loss of meaning,
Has led me to where I am today,

Afloat in a sea of ambiguousness, unsure of what direction I am going or shall go.