Some of us walk into Advent
tethered to our unresolved yesterdays,
the pain still stabbing,
the hurt still throbbing.
It’s not that we don’t know better;
it’s just that we can’t stand up
anymore by ourselves.
On the way to Bethlehem,
will you give us a hand?
I hate December… 🙄
Hunting for new calendar; Christmas, New Year, all their reflection, party & party; Motherfucker Santa Claus everywhere; and sure, all the lists of evaluation and resolution… 😐
& I just losing bet to sora this very morning…. 👿