December is going...going...gone

Some December 20 promise......

Why drink the water from my hand?

Contagious as you think I am

Just tilt my sun towards your domain.

Your cup runneth over again.

Dont scream about

Dont think aloud

Turn your head now baby

Just spit me out

Dont worry about

Dont speak of doubt

Turn your head now baby

Just spit me out

Why follow me to higher ground?

Lost as you swear I am.

Dont throw away your basic needs, Ambiance and vanity.

December promice you have unto me

December whispers of treachery

December clouds are now covering me

December songs no longer I sing

The pain is real, so is the hate I feel...not the hate I harbor, but the hate I feel.

One day you will turn around and see, things are not as they were thought to be...

I wonder if they will be there then to "help" you...

All I know is that I wont be there...

Have faith, be a hero, for a cause, and when the curtains fall and there stands no issue....you can bet that I wont be there to pass you a tissue.

Enjoy your "new" life....and your "new" friends babe....C'est la vie


Sassy...this is not about you...keep the faith, I am just resting...