Christmas Lies Bleeding

 

It  is gathering , it is growing  as it does  this time of year.

It is clawing my guts  out, as it shuffles  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 is  really  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, watch it bleed gasp  for air  and die!

Go on, make your selfish demands on me ,

Make  me  make the choices I never want ..never  set me fucking free.

 

Nobody ever does anything for  you..

Do you really believe that  crap is  really  true

Na  it couldn’t  be anything  you do…….. could it?

 

Bleed me  cut  me 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.

 

Nobody ever does anything for  you..

Do you really believe that  crap is  really  true

Na  it couldn’t  be anything  you do…….. could it?

 

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!

Adverts on the TV  show 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

Everything that’s wrong still there  beneath  the  sugar  coat.

They’ll still be  there  tomorrow and  not  magically  go away

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A rework  of  a poem  I  wrote  for  NABLOPOMO back in  NOV 2013

Please  excuse  the language   and  remember  it is  a poem.

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17 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. rumpydog
    Nov 29, 2016 @ 21:05:33

    Hits close to home. I used to feel that way but I have made my peace with the holiday.

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  2. Ritu
    Nov 29, 2016 @ 21:18:53

    Oh Willow…. I only hope you can stay positive. .. Christmas or otherwise xxxx

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  3. jan
    Nov 30, 2016 @ 00:50:46

    Listening to happy happy Christmas songs when you’re feeling blue is like being stabbed in the heart. Pre Christ – this was the season of lights when the only thing humans shared was warmth and hope the end of winter would come. I wish we could go back to those times – I bet Jesus Christ does to.

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    • willowdot21
      Nov 30, 2016 @ 07:05:24

      Yes I totally agree with you, the homeless, the abused, the poor,the depressed and the ill are not helped by what Christmas has become. I bet Jesus does wish we could go back to more innocent ways… sadly it is too late for that.

      Reply

  4. Lynz Real Cooking
    Nov 30, 2016 @ 12:05:03

    hugs dear

    Reply

  5. Judy E Martin
    Nov 30, 2016 @ 19:46:55

    Christmas can be a miserable time for some, made worse by the fact that there are so many expectations on us to have a good time. A very powerful poem Willow xx

    Reply

  6. Genie
    Dec 01, 2016 @ 22:51:19

    Jesus wasn’t even born on December 25. If he actually existed as a real person, he may be just a metaphor/alagory, many cultures have a virgin birth myth.

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