In shadows deep, where loneliness resides,
A somber soul in silence hides.
As Christmas lights adorn each street,
Despair takes hold, bitter and sweet.
Through frosted panes, a world so bright,
Aching heart, untouched by light.
In festive cheer and joyous song,
An incel's solitude feels strong.
Amidst the laughter, warmth, and grace,
A forlorn heart in a vacant space.
No tender touch, no love to share,
Loneliness wraps like cold night air.
While carolers sing of love and glee,
The incel yearns for company.
A silent night, a silent plea,
Escape from this grim soliloquy.
The twinkling lights, a cruel jest,
Highlight the void within his chest.
No mistletoe, no lover's kiss,
Only echoes of what he'll miss.
Amidst the revelry, he stands alone,
A heartache deeper than cold stone.
In the season's glow, a stark divide,
A lonely soul, no warmth beside.
The only answer he will find,
Is one where he is left behind.
For there are no more ways to cope,
The only catharsis is to rope.
A somber soul in silence hides.
As Christmas lights adorn each street,
Despair takes hold, bitter and sweet.
Through frosted panes, a world so bright,
Aching heart, untouched by light.
In festive cheer and joyous song,
An incel's solitude feels strong.
Amidst the laughter, warmth, and grace,
A forlorn heart in a vacant space.
No tender touch, no love to share,
Loneliness wraps like cold night air.
While carolers sing of love and glee,
The incel yearns for company.
A silent night, a silent plea,
Escape from this grim soliloquy.
The twinkling lights, a cruel jest,
Highlight the void within his chest.
No mistletoe, no lover's kiss,
Only echoes of what he'll miss.
Amidst the revelry, he stands alone,
A heartache deeper than cold stone.
In the season's glow, a stark divide,
A lonely soul, no warmth beside.
The only answer he will find,
Is one where he is left behind.
For there are no more ways to cope,
The only catharsis is to rope.
