Questions By D.I. Jolly (Poem)
What if I’m actually too old?
Did I stop and think about the fact that one day I would no longer physically be able to carry on?
Did I ever consider that it would come this soon, or did I think it would just sort itself out one day?
What part of life did I get wrong? What simple misunderstanding and series of incorrect decisions got me here?
Did they really make sense at the time?
How fucking delusional am I?
Why can’t I answer any of these questions!
What if …
I’ve already failed, and I just don’t know it yet?