I never really liked Christmas.... I'd say I have seasonal depression, but not really; it's just more intense this time of year.


Black Disgrace

Don't let me near Christmas,
I know I won't survive
For if I smell
The sweet sweet pine,
I'll die of suicide
Don't wish me Happy Yultide,
Don't give me Christmas gift
If I hear the silver bells,
My spirits, it won't lift
Don't show me that White Christmas,
Don't make me sing your songs
If I hear one tune of joy,
I'm sure it wouldn't be long
Don't give me frigid weather,
And forests of mighty green,
For my mind will cloud with memories,
That never should have been
Don't let me see the Solstice,
Don't take me near Yule-night Ball
For my resolution won't be pretty;
I won't be standing tall
Don't let Christmas find me,
Flaky feathers on my face,
For if I see that silent tree,
I'll die in black disgrace

It refers to spirit, not a Sprit Form, but the additude of a person.

In line 9, the "it" should be changed to "they," so that it agrees with "spirits." Other than that, it was pretty solid gramatically. The poem kept my attention, too.

Oh, DWM.

anti-christmas YEAH! lol i likes.

Irony... Awesome.

That was oddly good.