I shall write about November
I shall write the truth
The relative unspeaking truth that hides
Comes out, then hides again - of youth
Of the awaited doom: December
Of love and how it dies
Of you, your hug, my worried sick
Of hurt and how it cries
Of laughter, playing, foolin' round
Of that last whisper in the dark
Of how every bleak day I remember
Cold o cold November.

And now the world has sent me trouble
Magic potions, toil and trouble
And all I want’s to run to you-
To know you only want that too
And I could lose all my belongings
Could shrivel up into a song
If numbing myself’s all it takes
I would smile all along.

So please I say, I say again
This time permanently
Hoping my memory will allow-
Can i not end this poem right now?
Please will you hold me a little while longer?
Please just until I get a bit stronger
And never break your vow.

Listen to me while I talk to the moon
Look at me, I beg
With every added cry I die more still
Talk to me and do it soon
Tell me that I'm not the only one left here
Tell me that it's all in my head and I'm daft here
Shout scream and yell and then put me to bed
But for God's sake say something and silence my head
Just hold me and hug me and leave me to die,
I knew I would end this rhyme with a sigh,
Just hold me and hug me, just, please, I...