Cataclysm

A midlife crisis at the age of 20. Does that denote to the truth itself?

Plans made.

Plans crushed.

Dreams to be had.

A life to be rushed.

Into the pit of despair, dank with the fact that plans fail.

I die at 40.

The question is farfetched.

Assumptions made, presumptions ill sustained.

Inception of life too late, long gone, it’s already over.

I die at 30.

Realisation. Regret. Self-hate.

The outcome of a midlife crisis, understood too late.

I die at 20.

Retrospective: The past unfolds.

Telling the story, a ballad of a young boy.

John Smith a man of fallacious greatness.

With nothing left, and everything spent.

A poor man, a midlife crisis, how old is he?

I was dead at 18.