new

a new year.
it seemed like yesterday
when that and that and that and that happened
what did i take out of the past 365 days?
i feel a distance going further and further
i can't see the words anymore
i see them
i see death
i see someone else fit for the job
so i don't have to do it
you're supposed to.
why is it so hard.
why is it that,
some people that are born, live, and die without hearing one single word from You?
why is it that,
some people take you for granted no matter how many times they hear You?
why do You get to choose who gets the message or not?
it's not fair.
but no, life isn't fair anyway right?
why can't they open their hearts up for once?
and take up this offering for the first time?
why can't i stop worrying?
a new page, new slate.
but the traces of yesterday (literally) remains.