A funeral on my birthday
Cupcakes from a stranger
A thought of endings
The encroaching danger
I am always called wise beyond my years
Yet treated like a child by all my peers
And yes, perhaps I'm too carefree in my ways
But it's all just distraction from my darkest days
This day is a the anniversary of a failed marriage
And an attempt at taking my life in disparage
A reminder of dwindling family and friends
A glimpse at cycles and self destructive trends
I know I can be more than tragedy
But I can barely stand
With this mirror in front of me
Another year passes
Another day lapses
Another hour slips through endless hour glasses
Desperately I feel as though
I'm embarking on the path true
Hopefully meaning I can keep hold of you
But the image of self muddied by crack
The eyesore of a mirror never talks back
Happy Birthday
I love you
Please hold me

© Artemis' Arrow