My year has been nothing but pain and disappointments, but so has my life,
i am broke, alone and the thought of ending it all comes to my mind everyday.
i have gone through one hell of a storm and somehow i am still here,
i don't know how, i don't know why. it must be a sick joke to someone i guess.

i am haunted by what could have been, i am ashamed of how i fucked it all up.
i am ashamed of how i let other people fuck it up on my behalf,
if only i knew better.
but what's done is done and i am reaping what i sow.

I wish everyone who is reading this dreadful post a happy new year,
may it be filled with happiness and love.