Year of Loss

This has been my year of loss
Not what I imagined
when we sang Aud Lang Syne
No profits but plenty of cost
Not what I remember of the promise of midnight

This has been a year of ghosts
Haunting and impossible to hold in my hands
Memories come far too close
Remind me of the folly of the best-laid plans

This has been a year of tests
Multiply my madness by ten-thousand times
Because the answers are all incorrect
There is not a punishment that fits the crime

And I'm tired of singing
songs about breakups
I promise this is my last one

And you won't see me
drying my tears
in public now that I am done

My feelings are things
that just get in the way
of an otherwise productive life

Believe me when I tell you
I could easily live without
any or all of that strife

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