Merry Christmas. Today your present is this smile I hold true This is the best I can do for you Behind this I hold the very honest truth that I must carry I will bury the burden of what the truth carries; inside myself Maybe this is the day you celebrate To me this is the day I carry the heaviest weights Amongst the worlds that I carry, today, gravity kicks in My body screams and aches more than hopefully you will ever know The seams of my scars begin to rip to wider tides I press and hold them close Letting the sea reap it's stains inside these veins Gushingly I take on the mighty sea for all my own As restlessly stirring within my being Shuttling off the shakes as my mind wonders to the heaviest place The pain of this holiday is the true horror that no one could believe Behind each gift is another anchor to tie my mind down Behind each "Merry Christmas" is another 2 tons to my darkest depth The weight that you can never come to know The nightmare called Christmas that can never be spoken I bare burden to the past As each year builds its own cask I no longer know the joyfulness of this holiday This does not mean I will take away this day Never will I load this onto whom I know Today is your day Today is your holiday Today is Merry Christmas
This is how I feel every Christmas and I think I have written a poem right after opening gifts 3 or 4 years now and it only gets worse and worse for me.Β Β Harder it is to smile.