" goodbye, 2016. you sucked! "
how the irony is so prevalent to me now. how it's been relevant to me now. how irrelevant these emotions are, now.
" goodbye, 2016. you sucked! "
and how, now, the coldness is all shuddering back. and how the autumn and winter is all flooding back. an avalanche; a stream. it's that time of year; it's time to emotionally gleam.
" goodbye, 2016. you sucked! "
the entirety of this year, i couldn't say i was happy. even though some of the months were spent at middle school. in present time, it was awful. but in hindsight it was joyful, simply and only because of my attendance at my past school. funny how we regret our emotions so coldly. coldly. it's getting colder outside. this feeling is so old, see? a walk in the night mall, body shuddering with coldness. and i didn't rethink my boldness. boldness. my happiness was so undressed.
" goodbye, 2016. you sucked! "
this whole year i felt happy, but not truthfully. not genuinely. it all felt artificial, like my emotions were styrofoam. and my brain was stone. and my heart was raw, like uncooked meat, but hard as a rock, perhaps too. like ice. like winter. like this is the reason i'm writing this right now; is winter. why do seasons change who i am? like i'm rooted with the seasons. as if i'm knotted with the trees, and, as if my eyes are looking out windows, wondering, hoping, optimism and joyfulness. sorrow came into my life later, but i got chills when i felt shivers.
" goodbye, 2016. you sucked! "
but did it really?
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GTR's Poetry
De Todomy poetry swag ~~~ i actually created this poetry book a couple years ago but i want to put it to use again. there are some poems that i won't publish but idk i want to publish some and share what goes on inside my head to the world. enjoy.
