This Train Wreck I Call Life Poem by Catlin Kehoe

How did I get here?
Where am I?
What happened to me?
When did I lose it all?

I am constantly taunted by these questions.
These questions which hide in the dark and shadows.
They linger in the silence and illuminate my shortcomings.
They shine a light on the wreckage of my life.

How are you going to fix this?
Where are you going to go?
What are you going to do?
When will you get it together?

I am constantly antagonized by these questions.
These questions echo through the haze and confusion.
They ring out from every direction of this train wreck.
This train wreck I once called my life.

Who would have knew one decision would land me here.
Who would have knew I’d be left to pick up the pieces.
Who would have knew that such promise could come to a screeching halt.
Who would have knew I would end up here, and why didn’t they warn me.