new year's

look at me.
i made it.
12/30/19, and i'm still standing
still repairing myself, but still here nontheless

my foundation is patched,
scaffolding still up
up with people, myself
working to repair cracks and smooth edges

my eyes are slowly opening, slowly opening to the new dawn
to the future, to the fact that i had one
the light is oh-so-dazzling

i am not alone
i can advance
i can redo; i can repeat
this life is mine for the taking

sometimes it gets confusing,
the water, murky, air heavy
but i must push on
cannot allow ice to trap me in inaction

i'm here to see the new dawn, here to witness
the sun coming up into 2020;
a year i cannot quite fathom exists
but
it does. and i do. so i'll be there to see it

alone or with family, i'll see it no matter what.