Poetry

As we're forgetting December
or of what we remember
a cold heart with cold hands
with the 'what ifs' and 'ands'
a place where we hide
where the sunlight has died
a place to break fall
broken mind and all

As we've passed by December
with all your surrender
a warm sun with hot heat
with no way to cheat
a place to escape
carefree with no hate
a place to take all
with no number to call

Back through a December
with barely an ember
through good times and bad
before it turned sad
aware of rewaking
fearing and shaking
where to be hurt
face down in the dirt

when she's holding you tight
when you think it's okay
when everything's safe
until you look away
when everything's fine
when they've gone and away
when you've finished your eigth
when you look away

Yeah, remember when December was... when?