New Year Requiem

We are quest-ers

Left with even more questions

We find out at the end

We are being dragged to begin again

We only fake control

When you are thankful for an ending

You are also giving thanks for a beginning

But you only have one

Because life doesn't allow double wins

And yours is not the invisible hand in control

Control

When you try to get more

Out of this than you ought

So you set milestones to celebrate

And set goals to attain

To mark an ending

And fake control

But endings are beginnings

And

All that is ever gained 

Are questions

Even more questions 

So meet me at 

Your goals ending

Another beginning

And show me what you have gained

I know what you have found

More questions

Before you can ask

"Is this it?"

You are thrown into another beginning

But if you can find space

Between the old and new

An unclaimed space

Between the old and new...

Seize it, you've earned it

And have a Happy New year

To False Starts

Instead of early sprints,

The stuff of high expectations

The mother of heartache

Borne of the age-old scammer

Optimism

Let

The first few go

Unscrutinized

They bear no traits 

Of the oncoming

Trust that

They are not 

Pregnant harbingers

And let them

Flow

Make room

For false starts

And glitches

And do not go

Knotting them in threads

Attaching them to the unseen

And conjuring patterns

The ones that live in your head

In the name of

False starts

And

All that can go wrong 

Happy New Year