Holidays
poem by:
P Mason
Written
on Jan 05, 2017
12-25-16 Holidays Christmas and New Years come but once a year, And even that is to much. I have aged I moved north to forget failed marriages failed relationships failing health. My children left towards their own lives. Expectations narrowed simple existence grew smaller. I draw more inside my own soul. I'll hold my breath for a few more days Until all this vanishes into the short Days of this season.
Tags: depressing, dark, imagery,
