Spending Christmas alone, shivering in a corner

Refusing to waste my time engaging in conversation with these lost foreigners

Talk about women like they are an object to their advance

Saying life's next step is at their finger tips, always willing to accept a dangerous chance

Dunked laughter deafening my ears and the smell of alcohol choking my throat

This is not the main reason why my heart breaks for them. Their good works won't keep them afloat

They can have all the fun they desire for now, but if their souls are not saved... They will suffer

I weep over their foolish souls that strikes me down, believing I will be one of them, but I'm tougher...

I spend Christmas alone in a corner... To protect my self from their abuse

What better person to be alone with on this day then the Creater and His word? What is there to lose?

The silence never seems to welcoming unless I am alone and secure

In a blanket by the fire, thinking and reading and praying. His comfort is there for sure

Have A Merry Christmas!!! Its more then just a time to be with family, but a time to be alone...