Another Birthday arrives but happiness doesn’t follow.
What is it to celebrate another year gone by?
A year of goals unfinished and dreams broken
Of tears and pains, memories and visions for the year to come
When you know the visions are but dust in the wind.
Another year of disappointment and betrayal
Of watching in pain as life passes you by.
Of watching others receive
While you stand forgotten.
Of watching others happiness and company
While you stand alone and broken.
Another year of watching and waiting
As you draw farther into yourself.
Darkness descends as you realize the truth;
Another year closer to dying without leaving behind
A legacy or mark of your place to be remembered.
Another year colder and more distant than the one before.
Friends leaving, time fleeting, and dreams growing fewer and faint.
What is it to celebrate another year of loss
When you’re running out of things to lose?
~Originally written April 12th, 2006
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