Poetry

A New Year (12/28/21)

2021 is coming to a close.
2022 is near.
A lot of people have hope
It will be a better year.

I don’t want to move on
Don’t want to gain distance
Get further away
From your existence

My mind knows time will heal
My heart doesn’t believe it
Broken in too many pieces
To be at all optimistic

When I look to the future
All I see is blank space
Hopes and dreams gone
Like they’ve all been erased

Years stretch on before me
Decades of loneliness
I’d like to move backwards
Time with you was bliss.