dark Christmas

Sitting back patiently waiting for the aftermath.

I think I love too hard, I believe I need to go to love rehab.

The fear of being lonely on Christmas dawns down on me.

I work so hard to get what I wanted, but I am unsuccessful.

I am having a dark Christmas.

Everything I was promised and was told went straight down hill.

I don't even know what I'm going to do.

Waiting on my love to come true, but its a fucking disaster.

I just wanted to have a happy ending, but my sufficient other was focus on something else.

I gave so much until the point I have nothing left.

Calls after calls non respond, what is up with the communication.

The communication is getting dumped  like the garbage, street sanitation.

I'm blowing, not trees, but I'm blowing smoke.

Trying to wrap my mind on how the love got broke.

Trying to wait on a special day to give it to you.

The one I love forgot about me made me feel blue.

This was supposed to be the day that we celebrate our love.

All I wanted was love and someone to hold me tight.

the people I loved the most acting distance, like we running a race and they trying to beat me.


I'm good to everybody, but nobody good to me.

I'm taking a big lost and this goes down as the worst Christmas ever.

Broken promises is turning my heart cold.  

Why would anybody cross the one that been there for them.

Why would you stabbed me in the back, baby I'm the good one.

I hate this shit, I'm just going to disappear, because don't nobody love me or care about me.

I'm gone.

Fuck everything.