The end of 2025

As a new year approaches
I realise the world is full of roaches
Snakes hidden in the grass
Their necks full of brass
With moments of realisation 
The filled me with devastation 
A year filled to the brim with betrayal
Knowing I cannot enable
The hurt to spread and continue 
Hand me the tissue
For I will be the better man
By getting therapy and a plan
To overcome the emotions
And silence the commotions
Deep within my mind
I will not be defined
By the hurt of the past
This will not be the last
They hear about me
I will confront them to set myself free

I know some of those can’t be held accountable 
Death made that preventable
I realised the past damaged me 
They are not my life’s referee 
This is an end to a miserable year
But I will be clear
That next year could be better
I won’t be a forgetter 
But can’t move pat these horrors
And be life’s explorer 
I learnt a lot in twenty twenty five 
And know I won’t just survive but thrive
2025 needs to be in the history books
Along with all the thieves and crooks
I need to accept the rejections
Accept the imperfections
Forget about the regret
And have a drink and cigarette 

Here is to hoping 2026 will be better
Bring back the fun and leisure 
A year full of hope and possibility
And hopefully some fertility
A new year full of promise
The first of January is upon us
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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