Those two words
have forever altered their meaning
for me.
Christmas is a time
for family, peace, hope, love;
Isn't it?
A time of joy
and a time of merry laughter,
Right?
Then why
do tears course down my face
as I cry?
Why is the icy water
my only solace on this night
of joy?
My mother,
does not wish to see me
on Christmas.
My father,
will not get to see me
on Christmas.
My family,
will not know I exist
on Christmas.
'Merry Christmas'
these two words are not so joyous,
Are they?
Christmas
is not so merry
Is it?
So the tears
streaming down my face
are bitter.
Bitter
from two, little, good will words
'Merry Christmas'
~Chibi
