Christmas Depression Poems

INTERCEPTION

Shadows waning distorted fading
Teasing tempting, a psychotic hack
Scheming concealing cerebral deceiving
Sun retreating behind shades of black

Memoirs succumbing, alpha notes strumming
Hope dwindling midst each laboured breath
Dusky-eyed...

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Today I'll build myself a wreath
I'll buy the floral tape
I'll hunt for pines and mistletoe
I'll bend them into shape

Today I'll play a Christmas song
I'll find...

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He decorated their small tree-
    as done in prior years,
      and finished like he had before;
but, this...

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No hope.

Not even on birthdays or Christmas.

Opening presents, and smiling,

Exclaiming in joy, only to never speak of it again.
 
Then the next day is normal.

Just...

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I am not complaining. 
Not that you would hear me
Even if I did. 

But;
My father hates me.

I am not a story teller,
And I am no...

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November 18th, 1932, Lincoln, Nebraska, main street
fancy pretty new toys are in Jasper’s storefront window
Betty points to a baby doll she would like for Christmas
she...

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The table is old and worn
nicks and scratches 
its red plastic tablecloth left over from a forgotten Christmas
its holiday pattern worn and forlorn
many a Thanksgiving...

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is this the magic of Christmas?
weighing yourself before the festivities begin
eyes on every calorie you consume
smelling the food you know you’ll never eat
it’s a vicious...

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Christmas spirit was neatly wrapped up 
Tied with a bow and put upon a shelf
Encompassed was kindness, giving, goodwill and cheer
Organized in a package held...

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Tis the damn season 
To roll up your sleeves 
And to do the work you know you need 

Happy songs and garland strands 
For some...

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Some children won’t be around this Christmas
Their families still locked in the throes of grief
The holiday season will continue with briskness
But they’ll find no solace,...

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Intro:
April 2013

Verse 1:
Enter bus make we go period of JAMB
Me nor dey shake cas na my third
E be like chance to take blast
No be mouth...

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When the paramedics Arrived 
and entered the house
On Christmas eve night 
they saw a poor old man 
with long wavy gray hair 
Wearing a black...

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The drunk hogs the path where the public walks
Then hogs the air with his nonsense talk
His breath smells of ale
His eyes look stale 
This Scottish...

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These... 

These are the days my friend, 
that we thought would never come. 
They are beautiful beyond belief, 
and they are moving fast. 
The seconds...

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