Jan 2020
Just like a storm against a window
Depression hits just like the sorrow
With little effort I begin to remember
Yesterday was the end of December
The month full of joy and temper
Memories you just wanna dismember
The beginning of the end for some
Couldn’t wait for it to be done
Shake crackle pop for the new stakes
Fireworks floating down like snowflakes
Sparks burnin’ out like the year did
But flakes are worthless when they’ve melted
Just laying here confused as ever
‘Bout why my chest’s so under the weather
A few nuts n’ bolts for the influx
As if my heart was a rusty toolbox
Life’s full of many tools
Many of them treat us like fools
From the ruler that lines the jerks
To those that throw spanners in the works
I have an issue with noticing silence
Unsure whether I caused such defiance
Hotspots illuminating my radar
Expecting people to say “see you later”
Thank you for teaching me persistence
For teaching me to show my patience
Thank you for the life lessons
Through all that time I kept you guessing
I’m sorry for a reason unknown
Maybe for the muscle ‘round my bone
That raises the hand to let it linger
For you and the year to stare at this finger
Depression hits just like the sorrow
With little effort I begin to remember
Yesterday was the end of December
The month full of joy and temper
Memories you just wanna dismember
The beginning of the end for some
Couldn’t wait for it to be done
Shake crackle pop for the new stakes
Fireworks floating down like snowflakes
Sparks burnin’ out like the year did
But flakes are worthless when they’ve melted
Just laying here confused as ever
‘Bout why my chest’s so under the weather
A few nuts n’ bolts for the influx
As if my heart was a rusty toolbox
Life’s full of many tools
Many of them treat us like fools
From the ruler that lines the jerks
To those that throw spanners in the works
I have an issue with noticing silence
Unsure whether I caused such defiance
Hotspots illuminating my radar
Expecting people to say “see you later”
Thank you for teaching me persistence
For teaching me to show my patience
Thank you for the life lessons
Through all that time I kept you guessing
I’m sorry for a reason unknown
Maybe for the muscle ‘round my bone
That raises the hand to let it linger
For you and the year to stare at this finger
To begin the new year I bring you, Toolbox. A poem that has quite several stories and messages going through it, from referencing the usual depression that hits me during December, to be moving on from what was quite a **** year to put it lightly and within the middle parts of the poem, I’m referencing the beginning of the New Year and the lessons I took from the traumatic events from 2019 and being thankful for those lessons, that I used to be able to make it through the tough times and to the end of the tunnel in one piece.
I chose to focus on the comparison of human behaviour and a toolbox because many of the tools in a toolbox have similar characteristics of some people in life, which is unfortunate as it is the truth. Because of this, I believe ‘Toolbox’ couldn’t have been a better title for this poem.
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Thank you for taking the time to read this poem of mine, I hope you’ve enjoyed reading it and much as I did writing it. Your support inspires me to continue writing more of my poetry.
I chose to focus on the comparison of human behaviour and a toolbox because many of the tools in a toolbox have similar characteristics of some people in life, which is unfortunate as it is the truth. Because of this, I believe ‘Toolbox’ couldn’t have been a better title for this poem.
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Thank you for taking the time to read this poem of mine, I hope you’ve enjoyed reading it and much as I did writing it. Your support inspires me to continue writing more of my poetry.
