Picking Up The Pieces of a Heartbroken Year

I don't know about anyone else. But I'm really looking forward to putting 2015 behind me and starting the new year fresh and clean.

The glass is scattered all over the floor
The news paralyzed me to the core
The dreaded day has finally arrived
The day my father died.

A piercing cold went through my skin
The world I knew stopped spinning within
As darkness fell upon my heart
This tragedy started tearing me apart.

How to move on? Oh yes, how to indeed?
Where do I start? How do I proceed?
Life must go on, it simply has to
I must move forward, somehow without you.

A month off work, I finally return
Trying to move on, trying to remain mentally stern
But yet I kept running into trouble
My mental state began to crumble.

I thought I was ready mentally, to move on
But it only began, on me, to dawn
That my real journey from mourning was just beginning
The forced against me? They were winning.

But now I look forward to this new year
I WILL PICK UP THE PIECES! I WILL NOT FEAR!
I know there's so many good things in store for me
That after this year ends, I must simply see,

See to it that I get started right away
I know my dad would be proud of me today
The first in the family to get a college degree
I know there's good things in store for me.

Reviews

[Blank_fortunes]

I relived the feeling here in this piece, Great Piece Just my opinion Everyday that he was here was preparation for the days you could be strong without him. So more than congratulations show the world what he made you through your actions and your words.

[Aries1984]

Amen to that. Thank you for the review.