new years

CW: mentions of depression

the clock’s hands tick by
as i count the remaining seconds
of another shitty year
full of loss, full of sadness
good riddance i mumble
as i down the dregs of my drink

i picture myself this time next year
alone, sad; a repeat of this moment
i manage a smile as the bells chime
i hope the next year is a better one
i hope i find happiness

Image courtesy of Alexander Kagan

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