Snow falls softly,
as I stare out theΒ window
into the silver moonlit night and think of you.
Ghosts of Christmas past haunt my memories.
Alone on Christmas Eve, are you?
My heart lies in sympathy,
but my mind knows the truth.
Tomorrow will be my last Christmas.
No presents, no carols, no feast.
Just one last day alone before I find release.
Merry Christmas I do wish you well.
HappyΒ New Year too.
As for me.
Tonight I'll sleep forever,
it's over, It's done, I'm through.
I wrote this poem after reading an article about
depression and the holidays.
And how the suicide rate goes up every year during this time.
So if you know someone who's alone for the holidays or suffers from depression pay them a visit or a call it could make a bigger difference than you could possibly imagine.
And if your alone or depressed, don't be afraid to reach out for help.
call a friend or call the Suicide Prevention Hotline
(988) or 1-800-273-8255
So JAMESB left info in the comments for anyone in the UK in need of help.
If anybody else wants to add this type of info from their home country please feel free to do so in the comments. Or message me directly and I'll add it here.
