I dedicate this poem to simofutet. She requested me to write a poem on “distance” on my Magic Spell blog in the comment section. If simofutet is reading this now, I hope you really enjoy this poem that I wrote for you and it was a pleasure writing this poem for you.

From happiness to destruction
is what I witness this Christmas
Waking up this morning
and I’m hoping
this is all fiction.
Some reason I’m not excited
to open my presents
and I blame Satan
for the separation
of my parents.
All December
the nightmares
had me afflicted
over and over
being exposed
to my parents
separation
and I have been distant
from my siblings
and I did not help
with the decorations
and everyone is doing
everything they can
to get me to be apart
of the celebration
Christmas is all
a fiction
because real life is…