It is gathering , it is growing as it does this time of year.
It is clawing my guts out as it shuffles up to me near.
It is spitting in my face and screaming in my ear.
I am being wrenched apart happy Christmas my dear
Nobody ever does anything for you.. do you really believe that crap. Do you really think its true.
Na it couldn’t be anything you do…….. could it?
It always happens at Christmas I have to ask you why . Why take it up and screw it up , step on it, kick it … watch it bleed to death, gasp for air and die!
Go on, Go on, make your selfish demands on me , make me make the choices I never want ..never set me fucking free.
Bleed me cut cut throw me in the gutter . Make me choose what I do not want, what the fuck does it matter.
No doubt you will relent ungraciously then be the biggest martyr you can and blame your grief on me.
Yes I bloody hate Christmas. All it brings is grief, arguments and hurt.
Under the pretence of rejoicing many a poor soul is being dragged through the dirt!
The adverts on the TV show the perfect families enjoying the festive fayre.
It makes me want to choke I don’t believe it, and I think it so unfair
To ram these lies of “happy happy times” right down our throats . It is just another bloody day
All the things that are wrong are still there and they will not magically go away!
willowdot21 
