A Phoenix Rises from the Ashes

‘Tis the Season

‘Tis the Season
it is said
for all souls and bodies
to be fed

Prayers and gifts
but what if
your heart
just doesn’t fit

Hurts and sorrows

Dreams of better
tomorrows

Dreams of days
that never seem
to carry the promise

Nights filled with tears
heart filled with fears
worry
despairs
nobody else
really cares

‘Tis the Season
it is said
for little boys and girls
to slumber
deeply in their bed

With dreams of presents
and dreams of fun

But not for those who
can’t do anything
but
run
away from pain
and deep regrets
away
from
goals and ambitions
unfulfilled

Run
inside themselves
and hide the aches
upon
heavy laden shelves

Showing only to the world
a smile and a gracious bow

Hidden
so none may know
None of the pain
will ever show

‘Tis the Season
for xmas wishes
come true
always taught
Be Good
and
wonderful things
will
come
to you

Reality is
wishes aren’t
life hurts
love is difficult

Only the ones
who live it deeply

Only the ones
who give it freely

Know
of the hurts

Know
of
giving
your all
to those
you love

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