The holiday season is upon us
A time of joy and good will
Well wishing and good tidings
A time to celebrate dreams
I have no more dreams to dream
Nothing else to celebrate
I am worn out and tired long before the
season arrives
I can't find the joy that other show,
it seems.
Another empty year of unfulfilled
wishes
Another season of dreams turned
nightmares
Wishes not just unanswered, but
trampled and kicked into the gutters
Like a dying bird, in an icy puddle its
one wing flutters
Yes, the holidays have come about again
In full swing
Regular, steady, unstoppable
Just as relentless as a pendulum
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