I'm here,
Or something near...

The new year, embrace it, its here!
Let the old one fall away, as well as the fear...

Icy fingers struggle for the handle,
Brittle are the bones, crumbling are the vandal...

Twisting and turning, in a state of fret,
Nothing solvable, no safety net...

It's silly,
I will go willy-nilly...

Another whirlwind around the Sun,
What is the best you have done...

What is left, when the Left, is far?
Can you really talk about anything below or above...

So ready, the aches are real,
It's desperation I feel...

You are a little robot, following the program,
But it's all part of the grand plan...

Dad Died,
And there was a pause in the matrix...

Gob Callo,
He was a hero in my (pretend) mind...

A place of peace, something of serenity,
Blessed with thoughts of eternity...