New Year’s Eve
a Poem by Raquel Swann
Went through Winter, Summer, Spring, and Fall
Just to find out you didn’t care at all.
I waited paitently by my phone all year.
Not a text, a private message, a call, I fear.
I’ve fought my battles, waged wars, and lost.
Traded my dignity, my pride, at any cost.
You just sat back and watched from afar.
Assuming that my door would be ajar.
I’ve closed it shut and locked it tight.
So maybe I’ll be able to sleep soundly tonight.
I’ll spend this New Year’s Eve.
Reflecting on the next year’s reprieve.
Coming back from this despair.
Will be easier without you here.
If you think this is about you and it’s unclear.
You might be one of the friends that pretend to be sincere.
Don’t be so naive, my dear.
Happy New Year!