I haven't been truly happy since 2014,
But 2017 is the year it all went wrong,
Started out in summer,
On vacation in New Orleans,
Woke up to find that someone I admired,
Someone I looked up to had killed himself,
Ever since then,
I've felt numb,
Back at college with some of my friends,
At least that's what I thought then,
Treated me like a ******* servant or slave,
Haven't spoken to any of them since,
The end of the year,
The final nail in this cold dark coffin,
Can't remember when I was last happy,
Ended a relationship with someone I had loved,
Maybe it's because I wasn't happy anymore,
Or maybe I was afraid,
Afraid of her waking up and not finding me,
But a suicide note instead,
Now it's a new year,
I tell myself it won't be as bad,
And so far I've been right,
But last year,
Everything bad,
Happened over halfway through...
2017, the year everything for me went wrong. This poem does not rhyme and possibly cannot even be classified as a poem. I did not want any filter on my writing for this. I felt I needed to display the true unfiltered events and emotions that I experienced in order for this to achieve it's purpose.