I Don't Know How It Goes

What do I write about?

The story of my life!

I don't know how it goes, do you?

It's a matter of question to you and me to ponder on.

This side of eternity once given is true........or false in ones perception of it all.

Do you remember or is it I've forgotten in all this distraction freely given, to what ends I do not know.

Make believe is what it is I think. It's here in one moment and gone in the next.

How could it be anything other than

Games, we all play them, in hopes to gain some more of it.

Of, 'it'!, whats 'it'?

Life I said. Don't you remember?

or have you forgotten what it is, what it's all about.

I'll tell you what, lets make believe that I am you, and you are me.

Okay now, tell me about your life.

I don't know how it goes, I've forgotten you.

        

             Copyright 2018 by RW Erskine

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Relic]

The dialog is fine with me. In life, everyone asks themselves why they're here so I can relate to your thoughts. Life is a game and we learn how to play it as we go along. Life is for learning I suppose. I just wish I could figure it out without having to go through the crap. :)

[RW Erskine]

thank you Relic Guy

[barleygirl]

This is an interesting & thought-provoking little rat’s nest of pondering. Since I’m always evolving, the way I perceive each step of my life changes. I’ve written some of my favorite stories more than once, becuz the story keep changing as my perspective does. I’ve had favorite songs that meant one thing when I first heard them, & something completely different years later. So that is why the complete fluidity of most of your observations is spot-on. It is not knowing & that’s all it is (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[RW Erskine]

thank you my friend...always a pleasure

[Maxwell Ryder]

If we switched, I wouldn’t have to. And even if I had to talk over my monologue (reality) going on in my head, it might not match the play by play; and it might confuse you anyway. Role reversal might or might not help understanding. They say walk a mile in another man’s shoes. Well, I walk in my own and very frequently I myself have no f*****g clue. Go figure.

[Cherrie]

When it comes to the story of our own life you sure don't want writer's block.
This would be a good collection of short stories .

[RW Erskine]

thank you Cherrie
that' an idea.
Always nice to see you.

[Cherrie]

We did a project once where we wrote a 1st person story about people found in a family plot. It turned out very interesting.
Anyway I thought this turned out well.

[Corset]

We either forget who we are or we never knew who we were to begin with. Maybe we start where we are and work our way back to the beginning to figure it out, and once we do can we rewrite the ending?

[RW Erskine]

oh yes indeed my friend, that we can

[Corset]

excellent :)

[Chris]

So many do their "forgetting" WHILE they are living "It". This wasn't confusing and THAT says a bit all on its own. I often wonder why so many assume another categorically KNOWS other than obvious possibilities ...fortunetellers DO do a brisk business.

[RW Erskine]

they do thrive in a world of madness consumed by what they think they know.

[Chris]

"They"? Nah, WE thrive... chuckling here

[RW Erskine]

LOL indeed we do

[peter Duggan]

Very nice RWE. I always love to write about me and how I feel about life, I don't know much else. Great poem, my friend....Peter

[RW Erskine]

thank you Peter

[sette]

we really don't know how life goes and that is perhaps why we find life to be so unpredictable but as time goes by the more hurts we experience creates room for better understanding of what life is all about right?

[RW Erskine]

perhaps,depending on your view.
Life is to be lived and not to forget that you are a part of the whole thing. That life doesn't forget you . Life creates with you everything that you choose without fail. Most people have forgotten the beauty of themselves and life.

[sette]

so true maybe because of the pains they are experiencing they simply see the ugliness of the world and of life in itself

[RW Erskine]

yes
within that pain and ugliness is the art of beauty developing, being sculpted into perfection. People just need to let go after it's dance.

[sette]

but still hard to do at times

[Maxwell Ryder]

I am make believing it up as I go. Lol! Nice write. And I agree.

[RW Erskine]

that's the way to do it my friend
thank you

[Maxwell Ryder]

I had to add to my thoughts here after further notice. Pardon the excess, but it was tempting to think of this theme again.