Silent Night
Silent night, frozen out night,
You’re not calm, feeling shite,
He’s gone missing, leaving you riled
Left alone, bereft and reviled
Should you call the police?
When will this behaviour cease?
Silent night, absent night,
‘Phone not answered, it’s not right,
Left you crying tears on your face,
You’ll keep searching, it’s part of the chase
Taking apart your self-worth
As he gives you a wide berth
Silent night, lonely night,
He’s disappeared from your sight,
How is this meant to be love?
This time you’ve had enough
Change the locks, end the contract
It’s time for no contact
8 thoughts on “Silent Night”
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Silent night, Holy night
Who turned out the light?
You better watch out.
You better not shout.
Satan is coming to town.
I watch you shiver.
You can’t calm down.
Ho-ho-ho. All hope is gone.
He’s coming down the chimney.
You better run.
He’s wearing red. He wants you dead.
Who said Old St. Nick was ever your friend? 🌲🪓🩸 ❄️
Nice
The Power of ChristMAS compels you 🖤🌲
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Thank-you for all that you do, HG. And I wish you a Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas to fellow blog readers as well.🎄 Wishing you have a safe holiday…and if you’re not in a safe space, here’s to continued learning and freedom from ensnarement in the New Year.❤️
You are welcome.
Have a Holly Jolly Christmas!
The falling Christmas snow and the graphic picture for this post combine very effectively.
The dual graphic effect gives the scene a three-dimensional depth. The falling snow is in the foreground and the tree is in the distance. It’s beautiful.
Thank you, HG, for always making your posts engaging.
Hi brethren!!! Long time no see! How ya going?
That was fucking awesome. So poetic, what you wrote there about the damn snow. I can’t wait for spring when it’s over so scrolling down the page (phone) works properly again. I really hope our boss doesn’t get the idea to let sakura petals snow in spring.
Narci, you do remember, right, that we can return as much as we want, hoover as much as we want, go no contact, and then contact again!
One beer?
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/Rg5cNjD7n-g
This article has reminded of this rather sad song:
https://youtu.be/PaZ345wqStA?si=UpL4iYBd5OzC32_5
“And I’ll spend another night
Waiting for the morning light
Like so many nights before
‘Til his key is in the door”