Tortured by love
Desired by hate...
You are there but never here.
You listen but never speak...
Do not love to live
For that is not living...
I lost my life today
Not literally but figuratively...
What do you write about,
When you don't know what to write about...
Here I am once again,
Alone on Christmas with Jack and Gin...
I come around once a year
On a sleigh pulled by deer...
Sitting on the floor
Playing so innocently...
What are you looking at?
What do you see...