Holiday Melancholia Poem by John Paul Ang

Several hours left before the Christmas bells toll,
Sitting by the phone, waiting for greetings and calls.
Pondering silently on what i could do
Wishing that i was right now near beside you.

As loneliness grasped and choked my heart
The pain of melancholy tears my soul apart
Soundless screams echoes from my mouth
yet no one could hear my silent shout.

The people's hearts are wrapped in holiday nostalgia,
But there are still some who feels paranoia.
Fearing what lies beyond the Christmas cheers
Fearing what lies beyond the coming of the new year.

Realization of life's uncertainties
brings a distorted view of practical reality
Where colorful images are blurred
and perfectly spoken words are slurred.

Nonetheless, i have to constantly ponder
Whatever i can find on existances' border
To peek behind the facade of happiness
And see what's beyond the darkness.

I will endlessly wander the realm of thoughts
Lost and unfound, the reason i sought.
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