My December

"My December"

The things we took for granted.

The ones that gave us pain.

And moments never wanted,

We see them once again.

Is this how its supposed to be?

My life in winter rain.

Alone, and drenched, and drowning, 

In emotions unexplained.

And yet,
It would seem to you,

That I'm happy, and I'm sure.
Inside four homely walls.
With my future, safe; secured.

But I,

I'm looking through the window,

With silent screams for help.

Looking at a world; wet and cold,

That I've carved out for myself.

It's my December. My December,

Lies been pouring all along.
I'll make myself a shoddy shelter,
From all the things that I've done wrong.

It's my December, My December.

Moments I can't seem to face,
And memories meant to be forgotten,

Come take me away, in a cold embrace.

. . .

The skies are getting darker.

Faith lies six feet deep.

My heart is numb and heavy.

And my head, it begs for sleep.

The winter chill surrounds me,

As my skin begins to break.

I guess I'm still searching out,

Reasons for my mistakes.

And yet,
It would seem to you,

That there's sunshine on my back.
Inside four homely walls.
And my dreams are still on track.

But I,

I'm looking through the frost,

In a sullen state of mind.

Looking at my world; wet and cold,

And I'm trying my best to hide.

From my December. My December,

With no time to stop and speak.

Of repentance, and assurance,

Love is lost, and hope is bleak.

It's my December, My December.

Moments I can't seem to face,
And memories meant to be forgotten,

Come take me away, in a cold embrace.

 . . .