The New Year's Gift:

The reflection that looked so deep
the glass shatters with a blast
Meaning lost with all the blame
And of things that can't last

Questioning self again
What is it that i missed?
The answers came all pouring down
Like it never did

The brooding won't really help
But catharsis' all I've got
Some things are better left unsaid
But are they best forgot?

The lessons aren't meant to be learnt
The jaded fibs and rhymes
The co-actor's part that played out
Like a crime
The play thus ends like everything
Must some day, some time
All the things that could have been
Clears the heart and mind

The heart then aches and oozes
Indirect was the cause
The definite close for a chapter
But will i ever miss what never was?