2012: WHEN MY TRAVELLING SHOES GOT WORN OUT

2012:
a year when
my spirit got crushed
and maimed
as battles continued to rage

a year when
my travelling shoes
got worn out
as thistles and thorns
pierced my tired feet

a year when
I got maimed
in body, mind and soul

a year when
my heart got pain
for a friend
when the void in me
got even bigger

a year when
I got displaced
from the seat  of tranquility
when I lost innocence and inner sense

a year when
I gave up on dreams
and encountered nightmares

a year when
I wronged those who did me right
when I was the dark
instead of being the light

a year when
the brightest of flowers
got plucked from my life
(RIP Aunt Vic and Aunt Sue)
a year when some lights
got dimmed from my life

a year when
push came to shove
and shove to the fall
a year when I changed
from bad to worse

a year when
poetry no longer cured my pain
when art no longer hid my shame
when bad was my surname

Fare thee well 2012
I will never look back
to you with nostalgia
but since my art
is a story of never-forgetting
I will remember you
I will remember the particles
of happiness
and new friends made
I will thank the maker
for the breath of life
and 2012.....
I will remember even your ugliness