I am a winding staircase

I am a winding staircase

I weave my way around the world

I'm not sure where I'm going

But I'm content in knowing that

I am never-ceasing, always moving in 

A constant direction 

Each step squeaks with a story

Some loud and angry 

Some quiet and kind

I pave a way for others like me 

I am their inspiration 

They live vicariously through me 

In hopes they won't crumble under the foot of life 

Until I can provide a fresh coat of experience for someone like me

Until I can help someone find their true destination 

I am and always will be

 A winding staircase

This poem is about: 
Me

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