Look at me:
I'm the captain
occupying borrowed space.
Thrown on fading campus,
grown through the cracks
of a forgotten place.

you were a virus,
polluting my mind and veins,
and I'm the fool that trusted you
now I left digging deeper and deeper into my skin
just trying to get every single piece out of my system before it kills me

Holidays always hurt, I know. The
bandages on your wounds always seem to fall away this time of year. Let the wounds air, it’ll do those you love good to see how they’ve changed. How you’ve changed.

There was a death in the room.
Everyone in the room lay still and silent,
Heavy with and unknown weight
That sagged and sunk.

All was eerily quiet,
Not a sound to be heard.

But then-
A burst.
A cry,
A shout!

He had arrived and he brought life,
Miracles and spectacles to behold,
And there was glory!
Oh such glory!
Everything sprung to the occasion,
And suddenly the room was alive
And vibrant and bursting and oh so happy, for he had arrived.