2019, you weren’t kind to me.

For every

Every good thing

It felt like you

Gave me

Two bad things

In return.

Why is it

That you

Tease me with life and

Art and rhythm and then

Suck the joy

Out of my life

Like a mosquito?

Why is it that you

Reward

Other people

For my misery?

I am in a fishbowl,

Russian roulette

With the odds stacked against me.

So I’m glad

To be leaving you behind;

A stepping stone

In my quest to

Be a better person.

I’m ready to

Step into the

Embrace

Of 2020 and

Into my fresh start.