Presents are unwrapped
and the food is all but gone,
no more cheer to spread.
Presents are unwrapped
and the food is all but gone,
no more cheer to spread.
Lights flicker out
and flames grow dim
lost in the space
between you and him.
Never did you think,
this too shall end
but now love is over,
he’s not even your friend.
Life carries on
with or without you,
so how shall it be
will you be happy or blue?
Nights will never be
as long as they are now
and the days will be torture,
a smile turned to a frown.
Miss him or hate him
but the answer is clear,
all of your problems
exist only in your mirror.
A Christmas gift
wrapped with care
by a secret soul
left unaware.
Will it make you smile
as you strum a tune?
Will it fill your heart
with flowers bloomed?
The gift of music
is divine any time of year
but hopefully this 6-string
brings warm holiday cheer.
What once was mine
is now yours;
love it well
as your spirit soars.
You say you love me
but if that’s the truth
I sure need something,
some semblance of proof.
One hug, one kiss,
these might work for you
but I should be paid
in not one fish but two.
For this week of stress,
you’ll need to pay
and remember actions
do more than words say.
So you best get that bag
that crinkles so sweetly
and open it wide,
it’s time you treat me.
Eyes open,
mind closed,
heart sunken,
soul exposed.
Night fallen,
shadows enter,
demons callin’,
my tormentor.
Wounds raw,
muscles weak,
voice of flaw,
but just a squeak.
the christmas spirit
has been banned
to hell
and well wishes
that once warmed
the hearth
instead burn
like wildfire
ravaging the land
and leave in their wake
false feelings
and strained smiles
just filled
with that good old
christmas cheer
Damned, you’ll be
for loving
and living
and choosing
and hoping.
Eternal flames
will warm
my soul
while yours
awaits judgment
at the heavenly
toll.
Light snow falls in dark
landing quietly on ground,
a blanket of white.
Blink
and it’s changed,
your world
in flames,
your life
in ruins,
your heart
in pain.
Blink
and it’s gone,
all that was wrong,
the world,
is clear,
the path
is right,
the day
gives way
to night.
Things are all they were
and memories all they are
and moments pass
but from our hearts never far.
Time is what we need
and what we never get
but spent wisely
makes time we won’t forget.