"The Best Feeling"

I’m trying to not let go,

Let the feelings swell up and blow. 

The snowflakes melt like my heart. 

And I dunno where else to start. 

These frozen skylines always provide 

The best feeling before it becomes night. 

Everyone’s rushing to escape, 

So they may feast with their loved ones by candlelight. 

Some hate the snow, 

Some wish they could burn it down. 

But I’m just happy that there’s 

Something joyful that’s intoxicating in the air. 

Could it be there’s something in my soul 

That’s speaking to me? 

A reason to hope after 

So much time of agony? 

I walk by the trees, their leaves now all fallen and decayed. 

I wonder if this is a metaphor of how I feel someway. 

Maybe I’m cold and lost once again, 

Hoping that I could find a way to enjoy the best feeling.

Those days we didn’t care much,

Ran down the halls as the lights on the walls 

Lit the way to tree where we saw the living vine 

Reach it’s hand towards us. 

Memories of those days were always why 

I loved to make snowangels in the snowstorms. 

No matter the cold, there’d always be warmth. 

Hoped that I would have a reason to come back this year. 

Did everyone forget the reason why we wanted to all come together? 

Because now everything’s so hollow and lifeless,

We became commercialized instead of loving for a reason. 

Its always something and now I feel numb. 

Some people wish to enjoy this by themselves, 

Locked up their own greedy green cells. 

None of the red, only the green 

To the point where one would go color blind. 

Hoped that this year would be different. 

That I would be able to enjoy the best feeling 

Without putting on a mask, 

No farce in sight. No regrets that haunt me like a Christmas Past at night. 

We all want to be loved, 

Isn’t that why we’re here celebrating around the tree,

Hoping that we have a reason in the morning 

To be excited and jump out of our beds? 

The decorations are so beautiful 

That an angel would blush, 

With the desire in their heart of hearts 

That it was a feeling they could touch. 

Walking down main street,

Seeing families walk into stores carrying so many things. 

The music rings in my ears a calming joyful melody. 

The man at the piano knows how to keep me entertained at the very least. 

He plays a swift melody. 

Reminds me of all my trials getting here. 

A year ago I said I would try my best to not stay here. 

But sometimes the snowflake melts before hitting the ground. 

Peaceful times that I wish could ring true once again. 

But sometimes isn’t it nice that a story could just end? 

Maybe I was still stuck in myself instead of looking at 

The reason why I was so joyful in the first place. 

Love the sight of the frozen skylines. 

Their atmosphere gives this time of year 

The perfect background. 

Perhaps I was too trapped in myself. 

Instead of looking at the reason too, 

There was ego and conceit. 

So now I’ll let go. And just be. 

Now I’ll let go and just be able to experience the best feeling, the coming advent of the one who gave us the mystery of joy.