Yet another year has come to a close,
Leaving behind the stain of my being,
Marks and scars laid upon the surface of my skin,
Only tell half the story of my constant internal bleeding,
The pain you would think would have faded away,
But it's still as strong as it has ever been before,
As I move through this day that marks another year,
I accept that this next years pain will hurt even more,
Its not about celebrating another year on this earth,
It's about consolidating all the pain I've accumulated,
Throughout the year and making it seem much smaller,
Then what my over sensitive perspective has created,
This is just another day for me to contemplate not celebrate,
That luxury has faded and for me can never again be,
This day called a birthday is just an acknowledged reflection,
Of the things that happened and will eventually happen to me.
©justin_ur
J