I wrote this for a Social Networking Site (Public Spectacle https://www.public-spectacle.com/) but I figured I might as well put it up on the blog too. It's not that I really feel this way - but I wanted to vent about the pressures of the season and do so tongue in check! I love my family and love being with them for Christmas (and I don't even take any anti-depressants - what a boring person, nonetheless I offer a poem to Christmas tensions!):

Holiday season

Tense with due reason.

Family rivets

on hospital visits.

Pneumonia and breathing

and stomachs aren't easing.

This excessive tension

goes without mention.

Ongoing eating

to prep for our meeting.

I know my best trick

for feeling much less sick

about Christmas anguish

is simply to vanish.

I'd take one pill less

if there were less real stress,

But since we won't blow off

the gath'ring there's zoloft.

What have I got to give?

I need a sedative.

Guess I'll go shopping

On benzodiazepine.

But shopping mall Muzac

Is better with prozac.

And I know I won't falter

if I just have cymbalta

and nobody panics

when armored with xanax.

But since there's no chance I'll

Be able to cancel

Please fill your satchel,

Dear Santa, with paxil.

I'll sit quite content

'Til Christmas has went!

I won't deck the hall,

but I won't care at all!

Good will can cease,

If I just get some peace!

Picture from Sunday Mercury.net