2019: A Reflection

Dear 2019, I am glad to be rid of you.

You have brought so much sadness and heartbreak this year.

You have torn down my walls and left me standing in the ruins, with nothing but the ghosts of everything I've lost to keep me company.

You gave me butterflies and then made me stand there as you killed them.

You raised me up only to toss me off the edge again.

You have cut me with your sharp words and actions, leaving me covered in scars that will never go away.

You pushed me into an active land mine, and all I could do was run and hope that I made it to the other side.

Here I stand on the other side, mutilated heart in hands, begging you.

Dear 2020, let me thrive this year.

I want to heal.

I want to regrow my butterfly wings and I want to live.

Please 2020, let me live.