Christmas Tears
Its that time of year again,
The time of the year that I dread.
Its suppose to be about family and friends,
Instead it's all about what others can get.
But for me I just sit in a corner rocky back and forth,
My christmas tears streaming down my face.
No one is paying attention to the pain I am feeling.
Because once again I was forgotten,
Another holiday comes and goes.
This slave isn't even a thought of,
My Christmas tears is like the Grinch with a small heart.
my heart is turning to coal,
My tears are black representing my soul.
My Christmas tears are every year.
Always forgotten,
Not even a thought of.
I am a Christmas tear like the Grinch that stole Christmas.
Copyright © Donna Tymec | Year Posted 2018
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