Christmas.

What is it?
Do we have to celebrate it?
Is this supposed to be a celebration of joy?
A celebration of happiness?
Fuck that shit.
Whoever who told you that is a mean, fucking liar.
This is nothing but a cold season of loneliness.
When church bells ring,
People sing praises and party,
I will be here,
Alone,
Sitting in the dark,
With no one but myself for comfort.