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...