The days will soon end
The nighttime will be coming soon
Weary heads will rest.

Any words I could write to make you stay
They'd be written on this page
To avoid my night terrors
Of your back walking away from me
Because the things I didn't do
For what I couldn't say
Don't you think there will come a day
When I won't regret
When I'll be okay.

Notes on the page dance
Like tiny ballerinas
In their frilly skirts
Their posture so straight
Dancing and twirling
Not letting me catch them.

Forever spinning
From the top to the bottom
Of my mind and the page
Never settling to let me see
What music they're meant to be.

Love or leave
Either way
You've made my life better.

Stranded alone with sand between my toes
No one in sight
Looking to the horizon
Nothing but storm clouds
Shelter I need
But, these sticks and stones won't hold
Stones molded together with mud
A sad escape from the storm
The temperature drops
And I shiver
So cold
Tears start to fall because I don't know how
I don't know if I'll survive
The clouds draw near and I can feel the wind
I look over and what do I see?
Are my eyes deceiving me?
A figure walks towards me
A man with more stones
"Go get more"
He tells me urgently
I shake my head and leave him be
I gather more things and when I return
What my eyes see gives me a start
My array of sticks and stones
Turned into a home
A proper shelter from the storm
A gift so great
I walk in and see you sitting there
Arms outstretched waiting for my return
Tears flowing free
I collapse into your arms
You cradle me, giving me warmth
Kissing my forehead
Wrapping your arms tighter
We hear the wind from the storm
But, the shelter stands strong.

Just a secret
Between you and I
I tell you these things
And that makes you mine.

Money is tight and things don't feel right
But, I'm still grateful for what I have
No matter how little or tiny
The laptop I'm on
It's really my mom's
But, she gave it to me when mine went down
I'm grateful for her
What she does everyday
And the time I try to comfort her
She pushes away
Crying in the kitchen
I don't know what to say
I don't know how to let her know
That everything is going to be okay
This Christmas doesn't feel like Christmas
Though I have everything I want
I can't give the things to her
To stop the tears from coming
Just another day in this house
I wouldn't have it any other way
But, once this day is over
Will we look back and say, "hey"
Something is out of place
And we gotta put it back together
Fit the pieces inside
I don't know what else to say
So I'll end it this way
Merry Christmas to all
And to all a good night.