soon it will be time for some christmas snow
hang the decorations and the mistletoe
time for lots of parties with friends and family
stacking lots of presents beneath the christmas tree

watching all the children at the break  of dawn
opening there presents as they begin to yawn
lots of smiling faces full of christmas glee
everybody happy the way that it should be

It’s so hard to grieve the loss of someone who’s still here.
Holding my breath just to hide the fear.
Where did I go wrong believing in ghosts?

I am not a psychic
But I have common sense

Before the idea of getting a dog was in your head
I knew you would lose it

Before we even knew you would kick us out of the house
I know it would turn into a junkyard in your hands

Before the divorce was even official
I knew you would have a girlfriend the first year after or already had one before (still figuring that out)

Before we went on that last trip
I dreamed this would all happen

Before you went to meet your therapist
I already know you fed her lies

And people tell me not to worry when I say I know what happens next
And it's not pleasant

That girl sitting there
is a beautiful tragedy
her mind is an aghast
her body
is her grave
her bones
ache
while her throat is being strangled
whats wrong with her mind
cant ever be untangled.
she,
is a beautiful tragedy

time is getting near when santa makes his call
with  his sack of presents down your chimney he will crawl
delivering his gifts for all the girls and boys
beneath the christmas tree he will stack the toys

christmas stockings full of sweets and different things
happiness and joy santa always brings
children having  fun on a christmas day
happy as can be as they play away

I lie in the darkness of my bedroom
Silence
Except for my mind
Peace
Except for my heart
I listen to the silence
Let the peace spread
And wish to sleep
Though it may take hours of this

He looked at me,
The way the sky looks at the rain,
Waiting for patiently for the relief.
Hands intertwining around my waist like vines,
Every touch felt.
Warm lips pressed against mine that has been worn.
Heal them I say as if they have been broken so many times before.
I love you,
I love you.