One Week

courtesy of public domain pictures

tis the season marked by sparkle and joy

but this year the decorations seem too bright

the carols grate

and God feels far away


it’s been one week


one week since the world stopped


and wept


and I need to write something


but please


don’t call my words pretty


because the world appears to be anything but

it feels ugly




and my heart aches so incredibly much

that it’s tempting to escape

to forget that there will be untouched gifts with perky red bows beneath their trees

to be blind to their bright faces and cheeky smiles and futures bursting with life


yes it’s agonizing to dwell

but I have nothing else to offer but tears



and my prayers


prayers that are angry


grasping furiously for any shred of hope


it’s been one week

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