• Another year has come and gone.
    Another year of hanging on.
    Through all the strife I’ve endured.
    The path ahead is still obscured

    By empty promises old and new,
    By ongoing struggles – many and few.
    By a vacant heart longing for more
    That rests upon a desolate shore,

    Mourning as the waters freeze
    And life itself seems to seize.
    The warmth once held now gone again,
    Kept here only in fruitless vain.

    The heavens above dull to gray
    As hope for love washes away,
    Replaced in time by flakes of snow -
    A beauty hiding the scars below.

    Good will spreads swift through human kind
    But my joy was dropped, left far behind.
    Discarded with the dreams that we
    Could be together happily.

    I’d say that all I want is you,
    But that just wouldn’t be quite true.
    You’ve ruined me so much to fiction.
    I now hold close a numbing dereliction.

    I fight away my deepest emotions,
    Telling myself they are petty notions
    That never will become reality,
    But more a haunting abnormality.

    Because of you, when I should feel
    Instead I sit idle like cold steel.
    My family and friends I deprive
    Of the love from which they strive.

    So this year, Santa, I want no toys-
    No earthly things – material joys.
    This time I wish to feel again
    The love I knew way-back-when.