Surviving Christmas

2000's




Childhood dreams...
Like a waiting room...
Hold in the warmth
Shut out the cold
Until that day when...
When... reality is born.

They are but silly fantasies
That we desperately cling to
When life has not turned out
To be quite so... sweet.

Things just get lost
On the way to our tomorrows
No matter how hard we might try...
But we still do our dreaming
Until we reach that oasis
Where we can drink sweet water
And face the bitterness
Without being destroyed by it.

Christmas is for nice things
Special things
Sweet things
Joyful things
And it is a bit sad
When there is no oasis...
And Christmas is just...
Just...
Another nightmare.




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