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Cast Away On Christmas Day!
You chose a bad day to cast me away,
Saying you wouldn't be calling, Christmas day!
Not even a hello, best wishes and stuff,
Any day would've been bad enough!
Icier than the crispest winter morning,
It's always the small things that hurt the most.
You left me out in the cold, well almost,
But needless to say, you never did ring.
Getting geed up on this particular day,
With new photos to show of the time I stayed.
Well you took the wind from under of my sails,
Crushing my spirit in that vice like grip;
My heart, I felt, beginning to slip.
No more interest from a love been and gone,
I can take it, it's fine, you're no longer mine!
Strangely enough, I felt a sense of relief,
No longer obliged to talk or be kind,
I could just be myself and speak my mind.
But come to think of it...
I already did...that's why it's so sad.
What I don't like though are false pretenses,
Excusing the reasons we no longer talk.
It's got more to do with me holding you back,
Wasting the time you no longer have.
I realise you could be hunting elsewhere -
But the telling thing was when it came to the crunch...
There was simply no fight left in us.
Christmas is a time for family & friends,
And yes, you were a bit busy that day,
But you made a decision to cast me away -
On Christmas day of all days...
'Happy Christmas darling!'
ring ring, ring ring...
Saying you wouldn't be calling, Christmas day!
Not even a hello, best wishes and stuff,
Any day would've been bad enough!
Icier than the crispest winter morning,
It's always the small things that hurt the most.
You left me out in the cold, well almost,
But needless to say, you never did ring.
Getting geed up on this particular day,
With new photos to show of the time I stayed.
Well you took the wind from under of my sails,
Crushing my spirit in that vice like grip;
My heart, I felt, beginning to slip.
No more interest from a love been and gone,
I can take it, it's fine, you're no longer mine!
Strangely enough, I felt a sense of relief,
No longer obliged to talk or be kind,
I could just be myself and speak my mind.
But come to think of it...
I already did...that's why it's so sad.
What I don't like though are false pretenses,
Excusing the reasons we no longer talk.
It's got more to do with me holding you back,
Wasting the time you no longer have.
I realise you could be hunting elsewhere -
But the telling thing was when it came to the crunch...
There was simply no fight left in us.
Christmas is a time for family & friends,
And yes, you were a bit busy that day,
But you made a decision to cast me away -
On Christmas day of all days...
'Happy Christmas darling!'
ring ring, ring ring...
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