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by Vic Jan 23, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The lights display, Fireworks are lit. This is tradition; It's New Year's treat. Laughter reigns, Competing with explosions. Happiness to carry the whole year, Must abide by this emotion. Families bond, They cherish each other. Feast after lighting, Everyone's closer. I'm in the shadow, I notice it all. My life's not this way, Not close at all.. A new year has come, My family's still broken. Unfair to me, Our time has been stolen. I look at the fireworks, Reminisce ever sweetly. The smiles give me warmth, But my tears just kill me. I have none of those, I'm left here alone. Crying to myself, In an incomplete home. This is my life, No hurray or good cheer. Even still, it's a beginning; So Happy New Year.