End of 2020 - A Reflection

The days and weeks and months that have past

Have really felt like an unwelcome blast.

Before 2020 began,

It felt like this year would be a piece of cake, 

But only now do we realize our lives have been broken,

Daily routines and habits unspoken.

All the things that we used to do, 

Vanished into a sea of misty blue.

The fog is thick,

Our vision unclear,

As we try to aimlessly steer,

into the year of 2020.

For me personally,

I haven’t really kept in touch with people that I know.

Of course I contact them on the phone.

But it isn’t really the same

As we drive on this twisty train

I’m slowly going insane as we get 

Out of 2020.

Overall, the way I’ve felt

I know it hasn’t been the best way to deal with all my emotions.

All bottled up inside,

Like a angry, raging tide, 

Flowing out onto the beach.

Like a tsunami,

Rising tall,

My emotions crash and fall,

As I get washed out by 2020.

Its hard to tell those who do somewhat feel the same as me.

Because their lives have been different, 

And they probably don’t have time to deal with me.

So I’m alone,

On my own, 

With my confusing, twirling emotions,

And unsure of what to do next,

I say to 2020,

“You are through.”

December has come, 

Lights have gone up,

Finally my ship is at ease.

Knowing that 2020 is almost over,

I am more than pleased.

Yes the times have been dark, stormy, and grey.

But even on my own,

I’ve found ways,

to navigate through the pain.

I cling to my faith and soul,

To guide me through this black hole,

I stay close to my family, 

As close as we can be,

As I continue my ride,

Almost through the end of 2020.

Over the course of the long months, 

Its been a system of crashes and falls,

But I know now,

That since it’s almost over,

Like a space rover,

I’ll ride through the rocky, bumpy transition

Through the end of 2020,

And into 2021.

(Optional 2nd part)

Though its only been months,

Its felt like years,

As I stay trapped inside my fears.

Being swayed by quarantine,

I feel like my life is just a nasty dream.

Crashing down,

down,

And down.

I've tried and tried

And tried again,

But every sort of thought in mind,

Is just a horrible reminder of the times

And things I have faced in 2020.

Of course I am grateful.

After all, 

I’m still alive and healthy,

And I do make prayers that those who aren’t

don’t suffer too much.

I know I am luckier than the rest,

For my parents to have jobs,

And a roof over our heads.

But I can’t stop thinking,

“What did I do to get into this mess”,

And that’s all I think as I put my head down on my bed,

To rest,

For another long,

Blurred-bordered,

Day ahead.