Winter Break And Being Broken; The Hollow-Days


It doesn’t hit me this year,
The carols and cheer and the presents-
None of it.
Men fall to alcohol
To fill their emptiness inside.
I wish I was legal.

Just like the bells that ring
Of Christmas and whatnot,
I am hollow inside-
And if you struck me I would probably resound,
“Help, Help,
Help me.”

It doesn’t hit me at all this year,
But I wish something would-
Because I no longer have anything to fall into
To get away from the happiness of others
During the Hollow Days.

Winter Break And Being Broken; The Hollow-Days

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