Foreshadow

If my life was a story,
What would foreshadow this?
Is this the climax?
It seems like the rest of my life is
Falling action... falling away
But then what was the exposition?
Or did my story just start- bang!
At the moment of my conception?
I don't see a resolution
Anywhere in sight
I guess this isn't the climax--- or is it?
My story is confused
Riddled with similes and metaphors that
Are emptiness itself, yet full of meaning.
Dramatic Irony- audience (that's who?) knows outcome,
Character (that's me) believes the opposite to be true.
A familiar definition, don't you think?
Now, at the end of each day,
I ask myself-
My life is a story- but what could foreshadow this?