Christmas For Me

[Lost One]

Waiting for Christmas,
Like an impatient child,
Hoping for dreams,
That seem way too wild.

They can not be met,
But will hope go through?
I can't stop thinking,
Things will only get worse.

I know they will,
And that's the sad truth.
Things won't get better,
That's just my curse.

So I hope for a love,
And I hope for my dreams.
But everything fails,
My tears flow like streams.

This is not Chirstmas,
It is simply a day.
A day when my dreams,
My hopes, can crumble.

This isn't right,
And no it's not fair.
That all of these things,
Are only meant to tumble.

I can't wait for Christmas,
As it won't wait for me.
But my hopes and dreams,
I may never see.

Poem 4/?? in series