Broken Christmas

Broken heart.

Shattered hope.

Crushed dreams.

All I wanted for Christmas was a real Cristmas.

Like what you see in the movies.

Where the family is happy and having a wonderful day.

Is that what I get?

HA!

I Wish.

No.

Instead I get fighting parents and crushed hope.

Why,

Why can't I have one good holiday?

Does Santa hate me that much?

I mean I've been good all year yet my holidays make me want to cry,

They are always so horrible.

Maybe it's God who hates me.

Or maybe there isn't a God at all.

Or maybe this is supposed to make me stronger.

Who knows?

All I know is that I can only handle so many broken Christmas'.