Merry Christmas to you
I'm not ready to stand alone
Merry Christmas to you
I'm afraid of losing either of you
Semester's ending in two months
Who'll fill out the paperwork?
Or will I repeat the year in public school?
Maybe that'd be better than my first year back being high school
Who will the cars go to?
Maybe you'll stay legally married
Until they're paid off
My pen just died in the middle of a line
I always reserved it for poem writing only
It can go in the trash with this portion of my life
Fog is hiding the world from me
My window shows a tiny piece of my current world
Though I may be the only one, I've always liked this place
It's been my peaceful little sanctuary
A world of imaginary peace
I think I'll stay here
Until the wind summons me away
I really want to see some Christmas lights
But the garland is still in the attic
The tree skirt was poorly folded
Nobody put the Broncos pillow up after last night's game
There was a calm between the storms
But here's the eye wall
And the storm just slowed down to 0.1 MPH
Please speed up and blow my sadness away
Merry Christmas to you
You're yelling again in the other room
Merry Christmas to you
I need to do some school
But I need a tutor in math
Merry Christmas to you
I better make sure you don't let the cats out
Because you're going to walk out the front door
Merry Christmas to you, my reader
May your holidays be merry and bright
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Wow, that was really deep and dark. It seems you wrote this down from family experience and then added a little "holiday cheer." If it really s happening to your family, I'm sorry. I had that happen to me too. It seemed you wanted to talk to the people that were "ruining" your Christmas season, but you were afraid. You act a lot like a few people at my school. They can be happy one minute in front of people, but then you can find them crying in the bath room. I don't really think this is from personal experience, but just what you are interested in writing. Well, talk to you later.
So sad, Leigh... real or imagined... it's very sad. And exactly the reason I REFUSED to fight for so SO many years. I would NOT have my children in the other room listening to constant bickering, and when I finally stood up for myself and didn't silently sulk away like a mouse, I realized... I needed to continue eating the bitter taste of humble pie and the cruel mental abuse my soon-to-be-ex would lavish upon me... or leave. It didn't take long to come to the conclusion that allowing that kind of mental and verbal abuse even though I wasn't yelling back... was just as bad as letting fighting rage in the home. So, we left... the children and I... and although I hope they understand and I'm pretty sure they don't blame me... I still hope... they can be "merry" for real... no faces, no fronts, no masks... or is that asking too much? Sigh... I don't know that I'll ever know.
Anyway, thank you for this... and for sharing your talent with us again and again and again!
This reminds me of my younger christmas's whenever my parents always used to fight (not much has changed) and it was so sad because for christmas i always wished that maybe they would stop fighting and we could be together as a family
Yet in the end my father ended up permanantly leaving, so i never got my merry christmas.
At first when i read it i was lost, then i continued and it clicked.
This is an awesome peom you rock leigh, its been a while hasnt it? well im here to comment once again =D
Your still awesome as always
Sammy of the CC
First comment! Hey! Leigh, you are something else! Your persona leads us into believing everything is all "Merry" and then the last line slams us with pain. You got me with the Broncos pillow". Are you a Denver Broncos fan? Though I live in New Jersey, I have been since my kid days, some mumblety-mumble years ago. I hope your'e not in such pain as your speaker. Really. And I liked the poem's form going along with the subject. Ingenious!
Your definite fan for sure,
Wayne
Welcome !
