This year has been nothing that I could have imagined…
A year filled with bushfires, an awkward election, racism at it’s finest, and an unexpected pandemic. And although all of that has been super fucking great… I am so damn ready for this next year to begin.
Although I wish that the majority of this year hadn’t happened, I can also appreciate what it has done for me. It has shown me what gratitude actually is.
I look back and realize how stupid we all were for taking all those little things in life for granted. Socializing, loved ones, concerts, traveling, celebrations… and just life in fucking general. Personally I think I’ve learned enough life lessons/gratitude in this one year than I ever thought I’d learn in my entire lifetime… but I made it through. (Well almost… there’s still 15.5 hours left and we’ve all learned by now that anything can happen.) HA!
Mild rant over. R.I.P 2020. Let’s all work our asses off to make 2021 a better world for us all?
*Cue confetti and shouts of joy
Happy new year to you all!!!
Month: December 2020
Bound
Pieces and parts.
Remnants and remains.
Fragments of the past... Bound to me like chains.
Smothered
As we walked
the lantern broke...
And our flame
became darkness.
Blind
I've become blinded
to my own reflection...
Clear beauty miraged
by my own self-deception.
Complacent
You put me on stage
as your marionette
with stringed limbs
pulled at your desire...
And I was complacent
until I realized
that I didn't need
a fucking sire.
Distorted
My mirror must be defective. It's flimsy glass must be full of errors and deformations... Innocently creating ripples and alterations. That must be the reason why the girl that everyone sees... Is nowhere close to the same girl that my mirror shows to me.
Slow-Motion
Fears of the future
keep crossing my mind...
So I ponder every way
that I may slow the time.
Whisper
Like a whisper
your memory
resides in my mind.
So soft and so faded...
A ghost stuck in time.
Last Call
They asked me whether or not she could still hear... So I held my phone patiently against a dying woman's ear...
Fading
I close my eyes
and try to picture
everything that
happened in those
moments...
But time has
already begun to
blur the details...
Dutifully and
without condolence.
Anonymously Hal 
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